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on chises family, "a storm brewing in the east," and future arcs
hello im back from two years of not posting on this sideblog to spitball a theory thats been burning a hole in my brain since i caught up with the manga. all loose speculation, id be extremely interested to hear thoughts on this
now that fumiki is back in the picture, id like to theorize that yuuki hatori will soon follow. for the purpose of this theory im going to skip all the reasons why yori is absolutely fumiki. imo theres no point addressing all the evidence here, but id be happy to summarize if not. more attention being paid to chises life in japan, chise wondering why her father "abandoned his role," and elias expressing curiosity over the circumstances that led her to meet seth are all hints towards yuukis story coming to light
one thing TAMB does that i love is how tertiary characters are facsimiles meant to help us understand our main characters. for example, all the "toxic" pairs we see in season 1 that we are meant to compare and contrast elias and chise to, all in various ways that help us understand the ways their relationship might evolve. these minor characters may seem unimportant, but are preparing us to accept developments in the main cast. i believe there are two characters in the college arc that are prepping us for yuuki hatoris story - seth noel and adam sargent
lets first address fumiki, who ill just call yori. yori seems to have mastery over his eyes, which "have the power to bind [fae]" according to gabriella. this is a power both he and yuuki have, which protects chise and chika for a time. however, chika implies in chapter 19 that he didnt always have this ability, or perhaps didnt have the sight at all until he became involved with her. which is strange, considering yori has a "family business" important enough to require he study abroad to train for:
lets run with the idea that yuuki started off with weak or nonexistent powers. have any other men in this series been booted from their families because they lacked the skill?
its possible that this "family business" (assuming yuuki didnt found it himself, and that yori doesnt just mean the church, which i dont think he does because he seems specialized in exorcism) eventually learned that yuuki acquired his binding powers, as well as a child with the same ability. again, are there are other men who are forcibly dragged back into their family, to the detriment of their young daughters?
theres a few reasons why i think such care and time was put into the backstory of philomelas family. chise has done much of the character growth thats possible for her at this time, and attempts to "fix" philomela as a way of fixing herself. she projects on her, and for good reason too, since we are meant to compare them almost 1:1. i believe that the amount of time sunk into adam sargents story is meant to warm us up to understanding yuukis situation, regardless of whether we are meant to forgive him for his abandonment. seths story, too, introduces us to the idea of magical families booting their unworthy kin. which leads us to:
going back to the screencap for the beginning, lets give yuuki the benefit of the doubt and assume hes being truthful when he promises hell be back for the girls one day. this phrasing is really interesting, and i feel like it implies yuuki knows the place hes going is too dangerous for them. assuming hes returning to his family, or to some sort of organization (which i say because yori is part of the conclave/church), perhaps hes afraid that theyll be taken advantage of. or... maybe he was just lying! there is very little we understand about the church, so there are all manner of reasons why yuuki and yori may have ended up involved with them
so, great, okay. fumiki is here, and yuuki may be coming soon. under what context might he show his face? i have some ideas, but this soon into the arc everything is too subject to change. im also not convinced any of this will be addressed in the fiendbane arc. after all, yori was first introduced at the beginning of the college arc, and is only now becoming relevant. so all of this may only be laying the groundwork for yuuki to return in another arc, if not this one, which appears to have a lot cooking already with the dragon, the new mage, etc. but then again, we get oberons little prophecy:
i think we all understand this is japan, right. like, it has to be. it doesnt seem that oberons phrasing in the JP text matches what the great wall of china is called in japanese, but i dont think we are meant to interpret it any other way. what else could it mean, hadrians wall? cmon
all of this focus on chises family, past, and meeting with seth are perhaps warming us up to these people and places becoming relevant when the storm breaks. and i believe yori and yuuki will be the ones to involve chise in it all. now, at this point its clear yori doesnt know who chise is, and is just as likely to not know he had a sister at all. but i think this guy knows:
now... i double checked, and im almost certain this is not seths bodyguard. they have similar hair and fashion, but seths bodyguard parts his hair to the side. its been so long since yuuki has appeared in the manga that its impossible to know for sure if this is him, and im not confident at all that he is. they share some qualities for sure, but that doesnt mean much in this medium. he certainly has yoris swooping hair, at least, so if hes not yuuki he might still be related to him. in the same family business, perhaps? all we know is that hes been here before, and may have been keeping tabs on them in the same way the church does
the use of "wrest" in the above panel is notable here. to wrest is to forcibly take something, and what kind of "blessing" would they want to seize from elias' possession? maybe a useful slay vega that yuuki failed to disclose? if, IF this is yuuki, his demeanor has changed much over the years, and perhaps he is more willing to put chise to use now that he knows where she is. its possible yuuki is making good on his promise, and really is coming back for his daughter like he said he would. we have, after all, seen in chapter 99 how liam and isaac are both unwilling to return to their homes, and the sudden development of philomela being taken in by the scrimgeours. again, philomela is meant to be a near 1:1 chise dupe, so its compelling that we are just now seeing her spirited away to join another family without warning. again, developments among secondary characters prep us for developments among the main cast
again, too soon to tell, and the next chapter is coming soon, so theres a chance this will all immediately blow up in my face. however, we have already seen chise get scouted by another mage, and elias considers how frightened he is that chise will desire something "he cant provide." so how catastrophic would it be if she was also compelled to rejoin her family, searching for answers and closure in a way elias cannot understand? personally id love to see it, though itll be a long way off
do you think yuuki is coming back? do you think yori is a red herring? let me know. ill leave you with this
#the ancient magus bride#mahoutsukai no yome#tamb#mtny#this took like two hours to write im gonna go eat dinner now#original#theory
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do u think u can do a Peter Parker x reader where reader is gone for a while and has her phone off, and Peter gets super scared only to find out sheâs alright?? I love ur work uâre the best xx
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âThatâs not what I said!â
âOh? Well, thatâs what I heard.â
You two had been going at it for a while now. Peter had missed yet another date youâd both planned. Itâd been a while since you both spent time together, and you thought he was finally going to change that. Until he just stood you up again.Â
Youâd thought after moving in together, youâd see him all the time. The opposite was true. He was always out, either on patrol, at Stark Tower, or wherever else his Superhero duties took him. The problem was, that place never seemed to be with you.
âY/NÂ please-â
âNo, Peter! Iâm sick of it! I try to be understanding, I really do, I try to give you grace, but every time I do itâs like you just make it worse.â You sighed and ran a hand through your hair, âHonestly at this point, it feels like you donât even care anymore.â
His face fell. âCome on baby. You can't seriously think that! It was just a mistake, I won't do it again.â
You nodded, âRight. Think Iâve heard that one before.â You turned around and walked towards your shared bedroom.
âWoah, hey. Wait a minute, whereâre you going?â His voice was hurt, and you almost felt bad for turning your back.
Shaking your head and looked down at your dress. Youâd gotten all dressed up, expecting a nice dinner followed by a walk in the park. You said, âIâm tired, Iâm gonna change and get ready for bed. Sorry, but hey, at least now your schedule is freed up,â you gave him a weak smile, âYou donât have to worry about me.â
âY/N you know itâs not like that. Look youâre all dressed up,â he reached for your arm, âwe can still go out. Please, let me make it up to youâ
Looking into his eyes, it took everything in you to pull away.Â
âPeter,â you whispered, voice so quiet, yet so full of emotion.Â
âI donât want us to fight,â he begged.Â
'Weâre not fighting, not anymore. I just want to be alone.â
âOkay.â He nodded, but still kept his hand on you, reluctant to let go. âIâll sleep on the couch?â
You nodded, not trusting your voice right now.
He deflated. He wasnât exactly expecting you to object, but still. It hurt that you wanted to be away from him so bad.Â
âGood night,â he muttered, watching you walk towards the door with sullen eyes. âIâm right here if you need anything.â
You gave him the tiniest tip of your head, not even bothering to turn around, âNight.â
There was no way he was getting any sleep tonight.
You slept in that day. It was Saturday and you didnât feel like doing anything. Even after you woke up, you stayed in bed scrolling on your phone, heart pounding a little harder when you saw messages from Peter pop up, before effectively sliding them away.
After a few hours of doomscrolling, you stepped out of the room. You could see a throw blanket neatly folded on the couch, you have no idea if heâd even used a pillow. Your heart thrummed with guilt and you decided that tonight he was definitely sleeping on the bed. Or at the very least, youâd sleep on the couch.Â
Walking into the kitchen, you noticed a tray with a note sitting atop a covered plate. When you got closer, you saw that the note held a cheesy breakfast pun. So Peter.
I love you a waffle lot! With a bunch of hearts around it. You couldnât help it, you cracked a smile. He was such a dork. And you loved it.Â
You heated up your breakfast and had gotten well into eating when your phone started ringing. Was it Peter? You didnât really want to speak to him, not yet at least. Youâd kind of hoped you wouldnât have to until tonight-
You picked up your phone and almost let out a sigh of relief when you realized it was just one of your friends, Maddie. Then you felt bad for feeling relieved.Â
You answered the phone. âHey Mads, how's it going.âÂ
âHi Y/N! Good! I was just calling to see if you wanted to go out tonight? Listen, before you say no-â
âNo that sounds great actually,â you cut her off quickly, eager for an excuse to get out of the house. Youâd been canceling plans for way too long in hopes of spending even a moment with Peter, and it seemed as if even your friends had noticed. But no more.
âReally? Great! So there's this raging new club,â she went on, giving you all the details of who was going and who might be there and you listened but barely felt a hint of excitement. You werenât sure if it was because it was a frat party, and those things rarely appealed to you, or if it was lingering feelings from your argument with Peter. Which reminded you why youâd wanted to go out in the first place.Â
âWeâre gonna pregame at my place though, so stop by here and Iâll take you!â She finished, making you smile. Maddie was always sweet, a little more wild than you, but thatâs what made you like her.Â
âSure Maddie, thanks for the invite.â
âOf course, canât wait to see you, I feel like it's been forever since we went out together.â
You let out a small laugh, âI know what you mean. But weâre gonna change that tonight.Â
You said your goodbyes and hung up. You needed to start getting ready soon, despite you just eating breakfast, youâd stayed in all morning and it was pretty late already.Â
You got ready quietly, only a playlist youâd turned on droning in the background as you did your hair and makeup. You walked over to the closet to pick out an outfit and felt a little sad. Usually, Peter was here during this part, helping you pick out something, annoying you when he said you looked beautiful in everything.Â
âPeter! I need real criticism!â
âWell, I canât help it if my girl looks stunning in everything!â
You picked out a nice outfit you deemed fit for clubbing before grabbing a pair of heels and stepping out of your room. Looking around at the empty apartment you realized you should probably let Peter know you werenât going to be home tonight. You didnât feel like calling him though, and if you didnât want to open his messages from earlier either so you decided to take a page out of his book.Â
Grabbing a sticky note, you wrote down the briefest of explanations, before sticking it on your fridge and leaving.Â
He had sent texts saying Good morning!, Do you need anything?, and another explaining heâd be out for a while but heâd made you breakfast, all in hopes of you responding to him. You didnât, but that wasnât too shocking to him. It didnât make it hurt any less though.Â
He knew he fucked up. He knew heâd disappointed you again, let you down again. He knew he deserved this and more. He should be grateful you werenât giving him the more. And he was! But he couldnât help the small selfish part of him that just wished you would let him take you out tonight, or give him something else he could do to make up for it because there was nothing he hated more in the world than when you were mad at him. And he did not want to sleep on the couch again. Sure it was uncomfortable but that was the least of his worries. He hated not sleeping next to you.
That had been his favorite part about the two of you moving into your own place, that he got to hold you every night. After a rough night of patrolling, or working too long on his studies, or a new gadget, he got to go home and hold you, get lost in your touch, and that always made everything better. And it killed him to know you were just down the hall, and he wasnât with you.Â
He tried his best to rush everything, trying to get all his work done for the day so he could spend the whole night with you. He was planning a movie night, bingeing all your favorites. He was gonna give you a proper date, soon, but right now, all that mattered was you two spending time together.Â
On his way home, he stopped at a corner store to grab snacks for the two of you, making sure to get all your favorite ones. He even stopped at a flower shop not far from your apartment to grab you a bouquet and his heart fell when he realized how long itâd been since heâd done this. He definitely deserved the more.Â
He knocked on the door of your apartment a few times and his heart fell as he realized you were either dead set on ignoring him, or you werenât home. When he pulled out his keys and let himself in, he realized it was the latter.Â
Sighing, he set down the bags of snacks and placed the bouquet down as he ran a hand through his hair as he walked around. He entered the kitchen and felt a little better when he saw the dishes heâd used to plate your breakfast were washed and on the drying rack, meaning youâd eaten.Â
He was about to pull out his phone to see if heâd missed a text from you when he saw something on the fridge.Â
âWent out. Be home late.â
His brows furrowed as he read. He didnât know you had plans. Hell, he didnât even know if you had plans now, your note barely explained anything.
All he could do was wait until you came home to sort everything out.
Peter could handle the silent treatment (barely), but what he couldn't handle, was not knowing if you were safe or not. No. That wouldnât fly.Â
Heâd sent you a text when he got home, letting you know he got your note and to have fun and be safe.Â
An hour later, he sent another text. Just as a little check-in. Still no response.Â
It had been about three hours since heâd gotten back when he noticed that his messages had lost the little mark that indicated they were delivered. Weird.Â
He tried to call you, heâd refrained from doing so before because he thought he should let you have your space (which was why, he assumed, youâd left in the first place) but it didnât even ring, he just got sent straight to voicemail.Â
What made him really start to panic, however, was when he went to check your location, which he felt so stupid for not doing before, and it wouldnât load. It kept saying âno location foundâ making his heart beat harder.
This was worse. You were ignoring him, his messages and calls werenât going through. Something was wrong, was your phone off? Were you mugged? Or even worse-
He stopped himself before he could spiral too hard. That wouldnât help, right now, he needed to figure out where you were and if you were okay. He knew you werenât the kind of person who would go out to bars or parties alone. Maybe you went out with a friend? Or maybe you were at a friend's? It was a place to start.Â
He started calling your friends, people he knew you might go out with, and on the fifth call he finally got answers. OrâŚsomething like that.Â
âHello?â Maddie yelled into the phone, making Peter pull his phone away.Â
âHey Maddie, itâs Peter.â
âOh yeah, Y/Nâs dude,â she slurred.Â
âYeah, yeah, Y/Nâs dude. Hey listen, is she with you? She went out tonight but she forgot to tell me where, and now my messages arenât sending.â His pulse was racing. It sounded like Maddie was out, if the blaring music in the background was anything to go off of, and he was desperate to know you were okay.Â
âSorry Patrick, whatâd you say,â she asked making Peterâs brows furrow. They werenât exactly friends, but heâd met Maddie a few times. Enough times for her to know his name was not Patrick.
He shook his head, that didnât matter right now. âY/N. Is she with you, do you go out together?â
âOh!â She exclaimed as if sheâd just remembered something. âYeah, she is!â
Peter let out a sigh of relief.Â
âOr, she was.â He held his breath again.Â
âWhat do you mean âshe wasâ? Where is she?â
âI dunno, she left I think.â Maddie let out a little hum as if to say âtoo bad!â and Peter was sure she must be extremely intoxicated, otherwise there was no way she could be so casual about something like this. He could barely keep himself together.
He ran a hand over his face as he tried not to raise his voice. This was getting frustrating. âShe left? Whereâd she go? Where are you right now?â
âI donât knowâŚshe was bored I think. She was off today. Sâshame, she looked so hot.â
His heart clenched when he realized the reason you were off, was because of him. You didnât have fun, so you left, now he had no idea where you were and it was all his fault.Â
âWhere are you, Maddie?â He repeated.Â
âThat new club on 27th! Get down here Paul, it's so much fun!â She gushed and Peter rolled his eyes. He didnât have time for this.Â
He hung up quickly, not bothering to say goodbye before he got up to put his suit on. He couldn't stand the thought of something happening to you because you were upset and distracted because of him. That you weren't even speaking to him.
There was no way he was going to let anything happen to you.Â
You were walking outside, up and down the sidewalk. You knew it wasnât the safest decision but you didnât really care. The club was stuffy, humid, and way too loud. You just needed to breathe, and then youâd go back. Maybe.Â
You considered hailing a cab and going back home right now. Youâd send Maddie a text, but she probably hadnât noticed youâd left in the first. Sheâd been having a blast, unlike you, drinking shots and dancing with every guy she felt like. You werenât sure she remembered you stopping her to tell her youâd be gone for a bit.Â
On second thought, you were kind of hungry. You hadnât eaten anything other than Peterâs waffles for you that morning and there was an amazing smell floating from a food cart at the end of the block. You could help yourself to something before going home.Â
Before you could reach the food cart, you were flying. Or rather, swinging. You knew who it was right away.Â
Just as fast as heâd snatched you up, Peter put you down on an isolated rooftop, leaving just you and him high above everyone else.
You were about to reprimand him, about to demand an answer as to why heâd just done that, but there wasnât a chance before he was pulling you into a bone-crushing hug.
âPete?â Your voice was soft, you sensed there was something wrong and suddenly any anger or annoyance you held, from now or the night before, disappeared.
âYouâre okay,â he mumbled as if that was his way of an answer.Â
Your brows furrowed. âWellâŚyeah. Why wouldnât I be?â
He pulled away then, taking off his mask, and you saw just how terrified he looked, scaring you as well. There mightâve even been a little red rimming his eyes, making you wonder if he was holding back tears. âI came home and I brought snacks and flowers and I thought we could spend the rest of the night together but saw your note. So I texted you and I get that youâre mad at me-â
âIâm not,â you said, and you meant it. You werenât mad at him, especially right now, seeing him all shaken up like this. âBut what's wrong?â
âMy texts werenât delivering, my calls went straight to voicemail, and I couldnât track your location. Y/N, I got so scared something happened and you werenât talking to me.â He sniffled and your heart broke a little.Â
You reached into your bag and pulled out your phone, but when you tried to turn it onâdead.Â
âGod sweetheart, never do that to me again. Please.â He looked at you desperately, âYell at me. Fight with me. But please never ignore me anymore, I canât stand it.â
âIâm so sorry Petey, I had no idea my phone died. I wouldâve said something I swear. I never want you to worry like that.â Your hands went up to hold his face.Â
He brought a hand to hold your wrist. Gently running his thumb up and down your hand he said, âI always worry about you sweetheart, itâs my job.â
You shook your head, âYou worry about all of New York, I donât need to add on to that.â
âNo,â he said quickly, looking offended youâd even say that, âNo. Never think like that. You are the most important thing in my life, okay? Youâre my first priority and Iâm sorry, Iâm so sorry, that I donât show that or say it enough.
âBut Iâm going to do better, I promise. Iâm going to make it up to you because I canât lose you, I need you Y/N.â
You didnât reply, instead just smashed your lips onto his. His hands slid down to your waist, holding you tight. It was a kiss of forgiveness, of second chances, and new beginnings.
He pulled away first, but not before pressing multiple kisses all around your face. âHeels off baby,â he said as he knelt down and started working on your heel straps, lifting each foot onto his thigh before undoing each one. You didnât even realize how much theyâd been hurting until they were off. âIâm swinging you.â He picked you up swiftly, one arm wrapping itself around your ribs.
You groaned, wrapping your arms around his neck, âPeteyyyy. You know the wind tangles my hair too much.â
âDonât worry,â he said, leaning over to kiss you on the top of your head, âIâll be careful, câmon.â
You move your head to peck his cheek and then hug him tight, âI love you.â
He grinned, pulling you in closer. âI love you more sweetheart.â He leaned back and pressed a quick kiss to your lips. âHold on tight, Spider Monkey.â
You burst into laughter, âYou did not just say that!âÂ
âOh I totally did,â he gave you the goofiest smile, making you laugh again.Â
âOk, justâŚdonât let me go,â you said as you wrapped your arms tighter around him.Â
âNever,â he replied, and something in his voice told you he wasnât just talking about swinging.Â
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HIIIII i just LOVE the way you write and i wanted to send you a request so here i am!
the band (separately) falling in love with fem! romanian! reader
like how will they react to all the traditions and the food and stuff and reader had this thick accent yk
and if you need more informations abt romania just tell me
thank you very much if you're gonna do the request!
Hii of course! And tysm! I appreciate the kind words đ @ma0ta thanks so much for informing me with the traditions and basically just the Romanian culture! i think its super fascinating! Anyways lysm! i hope you enjoy!! I also used some google translate, if its not correct please lmk so i could fix it! Maybe some errors btw!!
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LOVE THIS GIF OF BAE đ¤
When you first met bill he noticed your accent and asked you where you were from, you obviously noticed he also had an accent so you both decided to tell eachother at the same time.
Both being young kids you became friends quickly, eventually growing up with him. You would sometimes tell him things about your culture and he would always be so fascinated by hearing you go on and on, being able to listen to you talk about it for hours.
It truly amazed him.
That was something that you loved so much about bill, he was never disrespectful towards your culture and he always wanted to learn more about it, so much that you even taught him some words.
Naughty ones, of course. But obviously the basics such as, Buna ziua (hello) ce mai faci? (How are you?) and most of your words containing âyour motherâ. Which never failed to make him laugh.
After you and bill had gotten closer, he had learned that you celebrate âdragobeteâ On the 24th of February, like your own kind of valentines day. And he, of course made sure to spend the whole day with you doing some of your basic family traditions and even going to dinner with your family!
But what he didnt expect was seeing how much family you had, he saw probably more than 10 family members all around, which he didnt mind at all, he was just a bit shocked.
He had met your parents a couple times before, when you were younger but never had the time to have a full on conversation with them.
When you went around and greeted your whole family he also greeted them, pulling out some of the Romanian that you taught him. He was super glad that he actually took the time to learn your language or else he wouldve just felt so out of place but your family made him feel welcomed and he appreciated that.
When it was time to eat, the table was covered with some of your favorite foods, such as, âSarmaleâ (meat and vegetables in pickled cabbage and once in a while it is also put in a vine leaf) "Mici" (beef, cow, pig, etc) and "MÄmÄligÄâ ( basically an alternative for bread) and so much more delicious food.
You had served bill some of the food you thought he would like and he did! He was nervous about trying it since he had never had Romanian food before, he had only known some of the food since you had told him about it but he actually did end up enjoying the food which made you feel extremely happy that your best friend put in the effort to learn about your culture and basically all of your traditions, and especially learning to love the food.
At the end of the night, you two were outside alone, just talking about random things. After it got quiet for a while bill broke the silence and spoke up, âI had a really nice time tonight ___.â He said, with a smile on his face as he turned to you, you smiled back at him and nodded, âim glad bill!â You said, with a big grin on your face, now facing him. âHe looked into your eyes as you looked into his, both smiling and blushing as his face was now inches away from yours.
He placed his hand on your cheek, smiling, âi really like you ___âŚâ he said in a whisper. You blushed and started smiling, âi like you too bill..â you said, biting your lip, still with a big goofy grin on your face.
â___, i have been inlove with you ever since we have met. And i love the way youre so kind and your accent. Is just. Oh God i love it.â He said as you placed both your hands on his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss.
the kiss ended as you placed your forehead on his and stared right into his eyes, with a big smile your face. That night, was the night you realized you had found the love of your life.
Georg Listing
They barely have any GIFS of my man đ but he looks so adorable in this AHH
When you first met georg you were walking out of the small coffee shop and had accidentally bumped into him, dropping his coffee on the ground, âOh my! Im very sorry!â You said, apologizing.
Being the kind soul that he was he reassured you that it was okay, but you insisted on making it up to him with a brand new cup of coffee, saying it was on you.
He didnt mind as he thought you were stunning, so he agreed. You both walked into the coffee shop, getting him a new cup of coffee as promised.
You decided to sit down with him as you also wanted to get to know him better and because you werent really in a rush to go anywhere.
âAgain, im really sorry! I hope the new cup of coffee makes up for it.â You said, âNo yeah, its fine! Really, but i think getting to know you is better than anything.â He said winking at you, causing you to laugh, with a small hint of red creeping up on your face.
âAlrightt, well where are you from? i can tell you have an accent.â You said smiling, taking a sip of your coffee. âIm from Germany! You? I can tell you also have an accent.â He said, causing you to laugh.
âThats amazing, and yeah, my accents pretty thick but it just makes a person so much more interesting.â You said winking, âIm from Romania.â You said shortly after, smiling up at him.
âYouâre right, accents do make someone so much better and interesting, definitely more attractive too.â He said blushing, trying to flirt with you.
You thought it was cute and just giggled, âRomania huh? Ive heard itâs gorgeous over there, that true?â He said, sipping on his coffee.
âYeah it is! How about Germany? Is it nice over there?â you said smiling. âI mean parts of it, yeah.â He said chuckling.
That day you talked with him for a while before saying that he had to leave. âOh no, i didnt take up much of your time did i?â you said biting your lip with a worried look on your face, âno of course not! i actually enjoyed this, i was actually wondering if i could get your number? I really enjoyed talking to you.â He said, sort of blushing.
You smiled and nodded in response, giving him your number. âWell then ill see you around!â He said, as you both parted ways. After that day youd be on calls with him non stop, or together hanging out in person.
On February 28th, you had rambled on for quite a while about how you were so excited for MÄrČiČor. The first day of spring, one of your favorite seasons.
That night georg had told you to meet him in the same small coffee shop you had met him in you didnt think anything of it, but you gladly accepted as you were always down to go see him.
When you met him at the coffee shop he had given you a silky red-white thread that was tied into a bow, with a small trinket attached onto it.
You were surprised to say the least, but you gave him the biggest hug and kiss on the cheek which caused both of you to blush.
You admired it and smiled to yourself while he admired you, he was glad you loved it, even if he didnt know much about your culture he always tried to ask questions and search about it so heâd know more about your culture.
Expect that this one he had kept it a secret from you, wanting it to be a surprise. âI just thought id show my appreciation for you.â He said blushing, you looked up at him with a big smile. âThank you georg, it really does mean alot to me..â You said, looking at the gift in awe, as you had a small tint of pink on your cheeks.
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HES SOOO CUTEE AHH I LOVE HIM SO MUCHH đđ
Im so srry you guys i rlly meant to finish this but i never got the time, but i hope yall still enjoy what i did write đđđđ also im rlly sorry for the lovely person who wrote this request in they were amazing and truly a big help, i feel terrible i never got around to finishing it! And ty all for the requests aswell i rlly do appreciate it but my motivation is literally gone đŞđ i still love tokio hotel dw!
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What Have I Done? - Bakugou Katsuki
Bakugou x f!reader
Warnings: Angst, Physical injuries, cursing
Summary: An argument gone out of hand. Y/N just wanted Katsuki to be home more. Theyâre married and yet she barely sees him throughout the week. When she finally speaks on her hurt feelings, she gets a reaction she definitely wasnât expecting.
Chapter 1 -> Chapter 2
A/N:.....I cried while writing this.
BAKUGOUâS MASTERLIST
âHeâs gone already. Again. Like always.â
Y/N had awoken to another empty bed. Her husbandâs side of the mattress remained cold and empty. This wasnât anything new. Itâs been like this for the past few months. She would wake up alone, eat breakfast alone, spend her day alone, eat dinner alone, and go back to sleep at the end of the day...alone.
Itâs not that Katsuki is intentionally ignoring Y/N. He loves her with his everything, he truly does! But villains never rest and neither does he. Heâs so preoccupied with hero work that when he does get a day off, his friends drag him away to a bar or game night. Y/N always ran through his head but she had always been so understanding. And besides, she knows how busy the life of a pro is. She used to be one so she gets it. Right?
Wrong. She doesnât get it. Because even when she was a pro, her and Katsuki always found time for each other. And ever since said man made her quit, claiming he could take care of both of them easily and he would feel better knowing his beloved is safe at home, theyâve seen each other less and less. This wasnât how it was supposed to be. Y/N was willing to quit her dream because she found a new dream in Katsuki. She always imagined that being his little housewife would give them more time together but the opposite of that came true. Now she sits in the big empty house with no company for hours on end.
Her sadness builds up every day. She misses her husband. She tries to be an understanding wife but at this point, itâs like heâs not even trying to make an effort to see her. Itâs like heâs settled to just coming home to her sleeping form and waking up to her in the exact same state, leaving before he can witness her do anything else. He should understand her though, no? I mean, she had brought it up to him in a very casual way and so he never took it seriously, but sheâs mentioned it before. He should have a pretty vivid image of how shes been feeling. Right?
After 6 months of loneliness and being âKatsuki-deprived,â Y/N made her move to speak to her husband about her feelings. She already imagined the outcome. An argument due to Katsukiâs brash behavior and her ânever back downâ attitude, sad times bringing in the silent treatment for the two of you up until the both of you give in and forgive each other due to the love you have. Finally ending in a compromise. Y/N released a heavy breath as she looked at the time.
1:36 a.m. Just a few more minutes until Katsukiâs home.
â
He was pissed. 3 large scale bank robberies, 10 villain-wannabe fights, an argument with his publicist about his âout of line attitude,â and Deku replacing him on a random ass billboard. The last detail wouldnât have mattered if it was anybody else but the fact that it was Deku had him riled up. He just wanted to go home to a quiet house with his beautiful wife and admire her gorgeous, slumbering state. However that was not what he was greeted with.
Katsuki grumbled as he unlocked the front door and walked in. He noticed the lights were still on and saw Y/N still awake, seated on the couch. On any other day, heâd be elated to see his wife was still up. Theyâd talk and cuddle and go to sleep together. If he was lucky, theyâd both make love until the sun rose. But tonight, that wouldnât be happening. He wanted a quiet house with his sleeping wife. Not..whatever was about to happen. He sighed as he dropped his bag at the front door and sloppily placed his keys in the glass bowl near the door.
âWhatâre you doing up dumbass?â He asked as he walked to the kitchen, not even bothering to take off his shoes. He needed a drink.
âI was waiting for you, Katsuki. I just wanted to talk to you about something,â you said in a soft voice, hoping it would suppress his for sure incoming anger. Katsuki closed the fridge with a kick to the heavy door and chugged down a quarter of his drink.
âIâm not in the mood. Had a shitty day and I wanna sleep. Just go to bed.â He said sternly while trying to finish his beer as fast as he could.
âDonât you think I wouldâve done that hours ago? I wouldnât have stayed up and waited for you if this wasnât important. Please Katsuki, I really wanna talk.â Bakugou was beginning to grow annoyed. Why wouldnât you just drop it already? He squeezed his bottle hard enough for it too crack before he spoke with a louder voice.
âY/N! Youâre not listening! Iâm tired. I had a horrible day and I just want to sleep. I donât want to talk, I donât want to stay up anymore, and I donât want to listen to whatever bullshit youâre about to complain and bitch about like you always do!â He screamed. His words made your jaw drop.
âNot listening?! Thatâs all I do! All I do is listen to your every command so that you come home happy-â
âWell it looks like you failed today!â He said, cutting you off.
âQuit interrupting! And what was it that you said?! All I do is bitch and complain?! Iâm trying to talk to you about something serious here Katsuki!â You pleaded, still hoping he would give in and listen. And he did...just not in the way youâd expect.
âFine then! If thisâll get you to quit being an annoying ass waste of time, then speak! Talk! What the hell do you want?!â He asked, screaming at you, furious at all the dramatics youâve brought up in one night.
His words kind of stung. âAnnoying ass? Waste of time? Is this what he thinks I am?â You grew silent at his insults and Katsuki seethed even more.
âOh what? I scream at you and you bitch up? Toughen up Y/N, jeez. Quit acting like a baby! Tell me what you wanted to say!â He yelled.
â.......I just....I just wanted you to spend some time with me. .....Be home more.â You said in a quiet and broken voice. You looked down to the now very interesting floor as you played with your hands.
âSeriously? This shit again? Iâm a pro-hero, Y/N! Iâm busy! Iâm not gonna drop saving lives just because your brat ass wants someone to notice you! Since when were you such an attention whore?â He asked while rolling his neck to relieve his strained muscles. Your eyes widen at the ground due to his words and your head snapped back up to face him.
âA-attention whore? I-...I just want my husband to stop working so much. I donât know..maybe have a day off or two!â She said with a crinkled nose as you screamed.
âI do have days off, Moron. Itâs why Iâm not overworked, ever thought about that?!â He screamed back.
âAnd you spend those days off away from me! Iâm not trying to act like the world revolves around me but I would hope my own husband would spend a day with me instead of his friends that he ALWAYS sees because you ALL WORK TOGETHER!â You argued. You made a valid point and even Katsuki knew that, but he was too stubborn to admit defeat. He was still tired but he had enough energy to put you back in your place. His eyes popped as a vein grew on his neck.
âWell- WELL YOUâRE ONCE AGAIN JUST BITCHING AND COMPLAINING LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO! I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY YOUâRE SO UPSET!â He screamed.
âDonât understand?! You know what? I know you donât because you never listen to-â
âSHUT THE FUCK UP, I WASNT DONE TALKING! ALL YOU DO IS SIT AROUND THE HOUSE, LAZING AROUND, DOING NOTHING BUT TRY TO ARGUE WITH-â
âLAZING AROUND?!â You shouted in disbelief. âWHO MAKES YOUR MEAL PREP THE NIGHT BEFORE SO YOU CAN ENJOY IT AT WORK AND IN THE MORNING? WHO CLEANS THE ENTIRE HOUSE EVERYDAY WHILE YOUâRE GONE? WHO MAKES SURE YOU HAVE A FULL FRIDGE, CLEAN HOUSE, GOOD FOOD, AND A HAPPY LIFE? ME KATSUKI! ME!â
âHappy life? DO I LOOK HAPPY TO YOU BITCH?! NEWSFLASH, IM NOT! SO CONGRATS Y/N! YOU FAILED ONCE AGAIN! AND WHO GIVES A FUCK IF YOU PLAY MAID WHILE IM AWAY?! IM BUSY SAVING THE FUCKING WORLD! THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS BE A GOOD WIFE SINCE YOU CANT EVEN BE A FUCKING PRO ANYMORE!â He insulted again.
âbecause of FUCKING YOU!â You argued once more.
âI DID IT FOR YOU!â He said while throwing his bottle to the wall, causing it to shatter. âI DO EVERYTHING FOR YOUR UNGRATEFUL BITCH ASS! I PAY THE BILLS! I BRING HOME THE CASH! I GIVE YOU THE MONEY TO BUY ALL THE FUCKING FOOD, CLOTHES, AND ANY OTHER STUPID SHIT YOU WANT! AND ON TOP OF THAT, I STUFF YOUR STUPID CUNT TO PLEASURE YOUR UNGRATEFUL ASS. AT THIS POINT, YOUâRE JUST A WALKING HOLE FOR ME TO USE!â
His words hurt. They broke your heart. Did he really feel this way? If so, why was he even with you anymore. You notice a smirk grow on his face at your bewildered state. He looked as if he just won something. However, the smirk dropped into a scowl once he saw your eyes begin to pool with tears.
âOh great! Cry! Go ahead! Just shed your fucking tears like you always do! Iâm going to bed! Come join me when youâre done being an annoying bitch.â He said and stuffed his hands in his pockets as he began to walk away. You didnât want the conversation to go this way and there was no conclusion. You needed this to be resolved now. You just wanted your husband back. You reached out to stop him from walking but the unforeseen happened.
âKatsuki..donât walk away from thi-â
âDONT FUCKING TOUCH ME!â He said and smacked your arms away with a burning palm. Without realizing, Katsuki began to spark his quirk and so when he went in to push you away, he burned your forearm.
A loud blast and smoke filled the room and your screams of pain invaded his ears. The sound made a shocked face grow on him as he quickly turned to see the damaged he had caused. His heart sank as he saw you crying while holding your burnt arm with your other hand. You were slightly hunched over in pain as you took notice of the damage that had been caused. That he caused.
âY/N!â Bakugou softly shouted as he ran to you. He wanted to help but before he could even lay a finger on you, you flinched. The action caused him to hesitate and hold himself back. He ran to the kitchen sink to get a cold rag and he brought it back to you. âBaby! I am so sor-â
You pushed him away and off of you as you quickly walked to your bedroom with a shadow casted over your eyes. Tears still flowed down your cheeks as sniffles could be heard from your cherry red nose. Katsuki couldnât believe what he just did and ran to follow you.
âY/N! Please listen! I didnât mean it! I donât know how that happened Teddy Bear but I swear I didnât mean it! I swear I didnât mean any of the bullshit I said! Iâm sor-â
*SLAM* *click!*
Katsuki realized he followed you out the kitchen, through the living room, up the stairs, and to the entrance of the master bedroom you both shared before you slammed the door and locked it right in his face.
âBaby! Please open the door!â He said while knocking in a very rushed manner. He wanted nothing more than to help you and treat the damage he caused to his beloved wife. He had royally fucked up. He began turning and jiggling the locked knob in an attempt to get it open but failed. âPlease Y/N! I have to take care of you and that burn. Iâm so sorry but please let me in!â
On the other side of the door, you pressed your back against it as you held in your sobs and slid to the bottom. You pulled both lips in to conceal your voice while you held your wrist to examine the burn on your arm. It was so bad. Your skin turned an angry shade of red as it blistered and bled. You were dripping blood all over your carpeted floor and so you ran to the master bathroom in the bed room.
You turned on the sink and placed your forearm under the cold, running water. The water soothed it a bit but it wasnât enough to cover the pain. You turned off the sink and grabbed a hand rag as you patted down on your wound. You took out the first aid kit and cared for yourself. You had to take the alcohol to clean it and sucked in a breath before you poured the solution over the burn. You screamed as it seemed to have hurt 10x more. After dabbing cotton over it, you wrapped it in bandages and took a breath of relief.
âWhat just happened?â You thought to yourself.
The entire time, Katsuki was still begging for you to open up. He heard your scream and grew frantic. He banged on the door and cried for you, still hoping, praying, that you would let him in. When nothing happened, he resorted back to calling out for you but to no avail.
About an hour went by and it was almost 4 in the morning. You sat on the bed with your arms holding your knees to your chest. You stared at the wrap as the memories of what went down tonight flashed through your brain.
âWaste of time...brat ass...attention whore...ungrateful...annoying bitch.â
His words struck you right in your heart. Cruel thoughts began to fill your head.
âHe doesnât love me. He hates me. Iâm worthless.â Your thoughts wouldâve continued until a quiet knock snapped you out of you mind.
â....Y/N?...Baby?â It was Katsuki of course, but a softer version of him. A broken one. â..I donât know if youâre listening or if youâre awake..but I need you to know that Iâm so so sorry.â It was easy to hear his muffled and staggered voice that exposed his tears and sobs. âIf I could turn back time right now, I would do tonight all over again, I swear. I wouldâve came home and listened to you. And we couldâve talked things out. We wouldâve came out of this problem being a stronger couple than we were before...because thatâs what we always do. We always make it out of the dark together..because weâre a team..and I need you. .....Please...please donât leave me Y/N. I love you so much. âM so sorry that I hurt you..that I burned you..that Iâm such a terrible husband. But I promise you Iâll fix everything in the morning...................Teddy Bear?â
He didnât know it, but you were listening. You heard every word but refrained from speaking. You knew that the second you did, youâd break down and go crawling back to him....but you didnât want to do that. You wanted to leave. He physically burned you and you wanted to leave. You were going to sleep for a few hours, and when you would awaken, you would pack a bag and leave. And so, you began your plan and tried to get some sleep as tear streaks marked your face. It would all be over soon.
You woke up to the morning sun.
6:50 a.m.
You rose out of bed and rubbed at your puffy eyes. You quietly got ready in the bathroom and applied the slightest bit of makeup to look more presentable. You took out a pair of shoes and tossed them to the center of the room. You were in your closet and pulled out a bag. You stuffed it full of a few clothes for you to wear, you couldnât stay here. Not after what he did. You fought through the pain as you pulled on your jacket and placed your shoes on. You wiped your tears as you picked up your purse and got ready to leave. You were going to stay in a hotel. Didnt matter where or how expensive. You just needed to get away.
Finally, you walked to the exit of the bedroom. You took a breath before you slowly turned the knob and was greeted with the sight of a sleeping Bakugou. He had slept in the hallway in front of the bedroom, still wearing the same clothes from the night before. His knees were scrunched up with his arms resting there to be used as a pillow. He layed his head atop of his arms and as you looked down into his hands, you saw the rag. The exact rag from the argument. The rag that he attempted to use to help you. Little did you know, Bakugou hadnât planned on getting rid of it until you let him use it to help you. He wanted nothing more than to fix his mistake and cater to you and your wound.
You shook your head as you felt tears began to fill your eyes but you refused to let them fall. You took a step and sadly awoken the exact man you were trying to avoid. Bakugou had quickly woken up when he heard the slightest noise and was blessed with the beauty that is you. He looked up at you with wide eyes and a small smile.
âY/N...â was what he whispered before he quickly got up to run to you.
âY/N!â He ecstatically said with a hint of relief. He was about to wrap him arms around you but you kept a hand at his chest to keep him at bay. âBaby?...â
Bakugou looked at you with hurt and confused eyes when you didnât welcome his embrace. Even when you were mad at him, you still allowed him to hold you so what gives? He looked at you and your attire. He noticed your jacket and shoes and saw you holding a bag. âW-what are you doing?â
You walked away from him but he snatched your wrist to make you turn to face him. âY/N! Whatâs going on?!â He frantically asked with crazed eyes. You snatched your wrist back and ran down the stairs and he copied your actions. He followed you into the living room until he grabbed your wrist once more. You tried to pull away again but found it harder because this time, he gripped it tight.
âW-where are you going baby?â
âDont call me that.â
âWhat? Why? Baby, please tell me whatâs going on.â He begged as he squeezed your wrist.
âWhatâs going on? Are you serious? What does it look like? Iâm leaving!â Bakugouâs eyes went wide once more and shook his head.
âN-no! No, why!?â
âWhy?! Look at my arm!â You screamed.
âI know! I know and Iâm so sorry! But..but you donât have to go! I can fix you up, Iâll take you to recovery girl, I will bring you to the best hospitals around the world to fix that for you! Just please donât go!â He bargained and offered everything but you werenât budging.
âItâs not just the burn Bakugou.â You deadpanned with a nonchalant face. His heart felt heavy after hearing your voice refer to him with his family name.
â..I-itâs Katsuki! Your Katsuki! Itâs Suki, baby please!â Bakugou stepped closer as he cried once more but you backed away again. His hold on your wrist still strong as his fingers played with the ring on your hand, trying to calm himself down and remind himself that you are still his wife.
You shook your head at his pleading. âBakugou. You burned me. But not only that, youâve neglected me for months.â
âI know that! And Iâm sorry! I will spend just as much time off of work to make it up to you, I swear I will, I promise!â He once again bargained.
âItâs too late.â
âNo itâs not, please, it canât be!â
âIt is Bakugou-â
âKATSUKI! ....please...please donât call me that. Iâm your Katsuki,â he said with a whimpering voice. At this point you felt the tears come through, but you still didnât allow them to fall.
âKatsuki...I canât stay here. Too much damage has been done.â You said with a soft voice. Bakugou continued to shake his head âno,â but you already made up your mind. You used your wind quirk in your hand and blew his grip off your wrist. You took the quick opportunity to walk to the door but Bakugou grabbed your bag off your shoulder in a childish panic and attempt to get you to stay.
âHey!-â
âPlease Y-Y/N! Please donât leave me! I- I know Iâve been a terrible husband! Iâm sorry! B-But I promise Iâll do better. Iâll stay at home more, Iâll spend more time with you, Please!â
âKatsu-â
âIâll buy you whatever you want! Iâll get you all the expensive brands, Iâll find you all the best jewelry, Iâll give you all the money in the world! Iâll give you the whole world! Please stay! I love you so much Y/N!â
âKatsuki, give me back my bag,â you tried to reach for it but Bakugou kept it away from you and pulled you in with one arm and held you in a tight embrace as he cried on your shoulder.
âPlease...you canât do this to me. I need you. I love you! Iâll do better! Iâll be a better husband, I swear..just please donât go.â He softly spoke with a broken voice and soft hiccups. It was wrong for you to do this, but you sighed and pretended to forgive him as you wrapped your arms around his torso. You hugged him tight and he fell for it as he openly sobbed now. His other arm that held your bag came to wrap around your waist but before it could, you snatched the bag out of his hold and pushed him away. You ran to the door and held a tight grip on the knob as you picked up your car keys. You saw Katsuki attempt to run back to you but you created a strong barrier of wind to protect you. âIM SORRY Y/N! PLEASE DONT!â
You took off your ring and tossed it to him through the barrier. He was quick to catch it and hold it right in fear of losing it. He had to find a way to get it back on your finger. âNo..baby...Teddy Bear please!â
â....Iâll send you the divorce papers....Goodbye Katsuki.â
With that, you walked out of the door, still keeping the barrier alive. Once you started the car, you dispersed of the wind and Bakugou opened the door and ran to your car.
âY/N wait! Please!â He cried out but he was too late. You pulled out of the driveway and drove off quickly down the street. He watched your car go as he began hyperventilating and tugging at his ash blonde locks. He ran back inside the house with your ring in hand as he looked for his phone. He found it on the kitchen island and quickly dialed your number. Of course, it went straight to voicemail but that didnât stop him from calling about 50x more.
âThis-...this has to be some stupid dream. A fucking nightmare...â he said as he tried to hide in denial. âYeah...a nightmare. This is what it is...Iâll..Iâll wake up soon and sheâll be by my side in the morning...sleeping peacefully...and Iâll take the whole week off and spend it with her. She wonât be mad, weâll be happy like we always are. S-She wonât leave me.â
Bakugou had an insane smile on his face with eyes of distraught on him. He clumsily made his way back to his bedroom where he flopped onto the large mattress and tried to get some sleep. He would sleep the whole day away if it meant youâd still be by his side when he woke up. The ring you abandoned was held tight in the palm of his hand as he held it close to his chest. His sobs overcame him but did aid in his journey to slumber. Eventually, he knocked out and a smile of bliss adorned his face as he assumed you would still be there in the morning.....oh how wrong he was.
The very next day, he woke up at 5:30 like he always did and quickly looked to your side of the bed. It was cold and empty. He was lonely. The exact same feeling you got everytime you woke up without seeing him for the past 6 months.
6 months. Youâve been married for 4 years and together for 8. Out of those 8 years, Bakugou spent 6 months neglecting you..and now...he lost you.
He stared at the empty space and bawled his eyes out like a baby as he screamed. He got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. Maybe you were cooking breakfast! You werenât. Kitchen was empty. He ran to the living room! Maybe you were just watching some TV and reading a book, looking all cute and domesticated like you usually did. No, you werenât there either. Bakugou checked every room in the house and when he couldnât find you..he snapped.
His heart beated at a rapid pace as he trashed the entire house. Breaking windows, flipping desks, smashing furniture. He used his quirk to create blasts and burn marks into the walls and floors of the house. He did everything to get his frustrations out. The entire time he shouted and cried as rivers of tears flowed down his cheeks.
When he was done, he sat in the middle of the destroyed living room, laying his back against the flipped couch. He sat with his knees scrunched up as he hunched over, staring at the ground. His nose and eyes and basically his entire face grew puffy and red. His hair was a mess and so was he. Silent tears continued to drop, but his throat was too dry and hurt far too much for him to make anymore noise. However, he did fight through the pain to say one final thing:
âWhat have I done?â
A/N: hi cubsss! So a lot of you may know that my very first post, writing piece, and short story (Heâs Lost) was created around angst, a breakup, and the fact that the triggering point was Bakugou physically hurting Y/N. Iâve been thinking about it and I HATE MY WRITING IN THE FIRST POST! It was terrible! Why tf did yâall like it so much?đ And so, Iâve created a new piece revolving around the same elements, sorta as a way to check my progress. I hope you enjoyed!
ALSO!!! If you guys like this enough, Iâm willing to turn it into a small yandere short story if you Cubs are down for that. Let me know and Iâll make it happen! Love you Cubs! See you next timeđ§¸đ
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hi could you write #20 âIf you die, Iâm gonna kill you.â for briss it seems fitting for him
I couldn't agree more! Sorry it took so long.
20. "If you die, im gonna kill you."
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âBaby, youâre only gonna be here for like 2 days. How much do you really need?â brendan laughs as you hold up two more outfit options.
You pull both off their hangers and neatly stuff them into your admittedly full suitcase. âI swear itâs like you donât even know me.âÂ
He playfully rolls his eyes. âI know, i know. âIf we go out to dinner i dont want to wear the clothes ive been wearing all day. We might go somewhere fancy, casual, i need optionsââ he mocks.
âSo you do listen.âÂ
He smiles cheekily. âAlways.â
âMore like never,â you snort.
âYou better be careful, princess or no oneâs gonna be picking you up at the airport,â he chides.
âPlease,â you say, flipping your hair over your shoulder, âwe both know thatâs not a threat coming out of your mouth, brisson. I could call any one of your teammates and theyâd happily oblige, if not just to piss you off. Or better yet,â you smirk at the screen. âIâll be in chicago, i bet Kirby Dach would love to come rescue a damsel in distress.âÂ
He bristles at your teasing, his ego fighting its way to the surface and you know youâve done your job. âDach is not picking you up. Or coming anywhere near you, so you can get that little thought out of your head right nowâ
You shrug, unbothered and having way too much fun. ââm just letting ya know i have options.â
âPff, optionsâ, he grumblesâŚ.âSo whats your landing time, again?â
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You had been so excited when your schedule finally allowed you to watch your boyfriend play in person when he came to chicago. It was a short flight and the closest heâd been to the east coast in a while. You had packed your time with him, which was exactly 36 hours (including the time he was on the ice) with iconic chicago activities, taking full advantage of his âoff dayâ.Â
âBabe, slow down. You wanted to see the city, which you canât do if youâre running a damn marathonâ brendan says, a step behind you.Â
You spin on your heel, him nearly bowling you over. âArent you supposed to be the athlete here? My legs are like half as long as yours.âÂ
You notice the slight puff of his chest at your comment. âWell duh. But youâre like full on sprinting. Whatâs the rush? We have all day.â he says, wrapping his arms around you in the middle of the sidewalk and holding you in place.Â
âWe have one day,â you correct him. âI want to see it all. Some of us havent spent our youth here you know.âÂ
He acknowledges the short time frame that you have together and nods. âTrue. but i canât go on until im fed.â
âB, we just ate. Thatâs going to take so much time,â you groan, but you hear his stomach grumble right on cue. He eyes you and you sigh. Hungry brendan was worse than hangry you, which was saying something. He was the equivalent of a starving, whiny child when he was hungry, so it would be much easier to just feed him.Â
âIm the athlete remember? I eat a lot. Câmon,â he releases you and holds out his hand, âi know a spot i think youâll like.â
You grin at the sparkle in his eye and his boyish smile. âLead the way, tour guide.â
âItâs a lot cooler in the summer when you can sit outsideâ he says, holding the door open for you.
Everything about the modern, coastal inspired aesthetic- from the warm, airy colors to the greenery and fairy lights- was right up your alley and brendan knew that as you turn and smile at him. âWorth the little detour?â He takes your silence as you capture the place on film as his answer.Â
It was so nice to be in his company in person again, that you didnât even mind when the fool slid into the same side of the booth as you. When you give him a look he says âwhat?â and scoots a little closer, initiating body contact at as many places as he could. You continue to catch up and dont get to enjoy nearly as much time in the vibey space as youâd like, but you had other things you wanted to see, the bean, michigan ave, and the skydeck were next on the list.Â
Your respect for brendan being able to lead you through the busy city was quickly squashed the second you arrived at the bean. One look at the âdo not touchâ sign and he was on a mission to embarrass you. âBrendan james lorenzo. Put your tongue back in your mouth, you are not licking the beanâ you hiss at him. He smirks devilishly, none the wiser to the mother scowling at you as she walks her two children past. âEveryone does it!â he protests.Â
âEven more reason to not touch your tongue to that thing.â
âBut-â
âBren, it literally says âdo not touchâ.â
âFine. youre no funâ he pouts.
âSorry, i like this city. Id rather not get banned because my boyfriend decided he couldnt keep his tongue to himself.âÂ
He grins and you already know whatâs coming, probably some comment about how âthatâs not what you were saying last nightâ so you hold your hand up to his face to stop him. Of course he licks it, his oral fixation getting the best of him.Â
âHow about a picture? You know, you stand far away and i stick my tongue out so that it looks like im licking it?â
You laugh at his childishness. It really was the little things. âIf thatâll make you happy. But then weâve gotta move on. Weâve got the rest of michigan ave to see!!âÂ
after 30 tries of ânot close enoughâ, âtoo farâ, âmaybe crouch down a littleâ, âno i dont like that oneâ, and âmy tongue looks weirdâ, you successfully capture âthe one.â âYouâve officially lost the right to complain about me taking more than one picture ever again after that fiasco,â you inform him. He pays you no attention as he proudly stares at his picture. âThomas is gonna get a kick outta this oneâ he smiles, thumbs tapping at his screen as you drag him by his elbow further down michigan ave toward the little expensive corner you had spotted earlier. âCartier is calling my name!â
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âBabe-â
âbrendan, i swear to god if you whine one more timeâŚâ you warn, not really knowing what the threat was on the other end of that but knowing that he was making this very unenjoyable for you. You hadnt even made it that far before he started complaining, asking to take breaks, and plopping down on a bench inside every store you went into.Â
âBut my feet hurt,â he whines anyways. âLike i really think they might fall off.â
You roll your eyes, patting him on the shoulder. âyou literally skate every day, 10x as much as weve walked so far, i think youâll survive.â
âYeah, skate, as in im on skates. This is walking on my feet.â
âThat is what feet are for, bren.âÂ
âAnd youâre making me carry all your bags. My arms are going to fall off.â
You snort. âWow. no feet and no arms? No way you can play hockey anymore, i better find myself a new boyfriend. Again, Kirby seems like a really good option.â
His shoulders straighten up as trudges on. âWell they didnât fall off yet.âÂ
You grin, taking hold of his bicep. âAnd might i remind you that you're the one that kept handing over your card in all those stores. You shouldnt have spoiled me so much if you didnt want to carry it all.â
He shifts the bags to his other arm so that he could sling his left one over your shoulders. Your hand comes up to lace your fingers with his as you continue your walk down the scenic street. âWell itâs a good thing i like spoiling you. '' he says, dragging you in a little closer and pressing his lips to your hair. Just like that, heâd gone from being a little shit to your little shit. He sure knew how to keep you on your toes. It made your annoyance for his earlier complaining dissipate.Â
The remainder of your walk was peaceful, enjoying being in each otherâs presence and space. Occasionally heâd point out a certain place he used to like to go to when he was with the steel or an establishment he and his teammates almost got kicked out of. It was nice to finally see where he spent some of his time before you, even if it was where he ran wild as a teen, wreaking havoc on the city of chicago.
He keeps all his comments to himself until he realizes where he is and you confirm his thoughts. âWeâre here, our final destination,â you announce. âPun intendedâ brendan mumbles under his breath as he stares up at Willis Tower aka Sears Tower. You join him in taking in the iconic skyscraper, tipping your head back to take as much of the glass building in as you could. If you squinted, you think you could make out the 103rd floor Skydeck- your bucket list item. It was one of those things you didnât necessarily want to do per say, but you wanted to say that you did it. It seemed low risk and you were here in the city, so why the hell not. Your boyfriend, on the other hand, had other ideas.Â
âIf you die, im gonna kill you. '' he threatens, giving you a side glance, still unable to tear his eyes from the âdeath trapâ as he called it.Â
You grinned dubiously, taking both of his hands. âOh no, baby. Itâs if we die. Youâre coming with me.â
His eyes finally snap to you. âLike hell i amâ. He declares, shaking his head so furiously that his hair falls into his eyes.Â
You pout up at him. âNope, not even that look is gonna get me to go up there. Youâre going to willingly walk out on a glass platform a bajillion feet in the air over the city? Are you crazy?â
âWell i am dating you soâŚ.â
He shakes his head again. âNope, no way.â he repeats.Â
You just shrug, already knowing how this will play out. âOkay. i guess ill just go by myself.â and you let go of his hands to walk toward the line to enter the attraction. Youâve taken about 10 steps when you hear the rustling of bags and a âfuck, okay. Wait for me!â and you smile to yourself when he sidles up next to you, never wanting to be left out.Â
âYou so owe me for thisâ he says between gritted teeth once inside the elevator. When you tilt your chin to look up at him, itâs the first time you notice heâs actually uncomfortable. His eyes are wide, eyebrows shot straight up to his hair, which he keeps raking his hand through. Theres a thin layer of sweat beading on his nose and his skinâs a few shades paler than when his feet were firmly planted on the ground. He drops his hand, fingers twitching and you immediately grab it, gripping it a little tighter than normal. The contact seems to ground him and he stops the nervous bouncing on his heels that he was doing for the remainder of the 70 second ride to the skydeck. The doors open and his eyes widen even further when he spots the glass balcony set high above the city. You have to pull him by the hand, all the while being jostled by the other more eager tourists.Â
He finally remembers how to put one foot in front of the other and exits the elevator, taking one step into the lobby and stopping. Youâd never pegged him as one to be scared of heights, seeing as how he was always the first one finding his way onto an elevated surface. But barstools and tabletops seem to be the extent of his thrill seeking when it comes to heights as you watch him gulp, eyeing the platform. âYou donât have to walk out on the Ledge, bren. You can stay right here while i go.âÂ
He shakes his head, mustering all of his ego and strength. âIll goâ he says unconvincingly, and then more to himself, âi can do it.â you give him your most encouraging smile and your hand. âI know you can, b.â he closes his eyes and sucks in a big breath of air. When he opens his eyes again he has that look that he gets right before he steps on the ice, focused and determined. He rolls his shoulders back and lets out the breath he was holding. âItâs now or never.âÂ
Despite his newly found courage, he has a death grip on your hand as you inch toward the platform. The butterflies in your own stomach make themselves known. The city was so far below you it made your head spin. Whose idea was this again? Brendan can sense your sudden nerves, giving your hand a squeeze. âHere goes nothing.â you both close your eyes, taking that first step out on the platform and then freezing. You open one eye and peek at your boyfriend and heâs doing the same, making you both crack up. You forget for a moment that youâre standing on a sheet of glass more than a hundred stories over the city. You can tell he senses the same thing because his eyes shoot down to his feet, becoming saucers as they catch the view below, ignoring the one in front of him. âYeah, no im done. Ive seen enough.â you hastily agree and back up onto the solid floor again, your heart beating out of your chest. Brendan is clutching his, setting the armful of bags onto the ground so he can lean on his knee. You kneel down with him, your hands all over his face making him look at you, hoping he wasnt having a heart attack or something. âB, are you okay?â
He nods, a sheepish smile taking over his face. âCan we get outta here now?âÂ
Once your feet are firmly on the ground outside, you beam at him. âWe did it! We both survived!â
âBarelyâ, he mumbles. But he smiles proudly once it sinks in that he conquered the task.Â
âSo i was thinking we do the Tilt next?â you tease him with the proposition of trying out the 94th floor attraction that literally tilts you on glass over the city of Chicago.Â
His eyes practically bug out of his head. âHell no! Youâre gonna have to call your pal kirby dach for that one.â
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The genshin men: fatherhood edition
With: Childe, Zhongli, Kaeya, Diluc, Xiao, Venti, Albedo and Baizhu
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Childe:
Ajax loves kids and heâll make that known early on in your relationship
Like...This man wants five or more kids but heâll settle for four. He dreams of a big family, getting to surround himself with you and your kids every night for family dinners, everyone getting together for big birthday parties or reunions! Thatâs his dream life! Plus, in Snezhnaya, most families have more than two kids anyways
He will cry so hard when his babies are placed in his arms for the first time, I mean heâs a mess. Nose is running, eyes puffy, lost of sniffling lmao he is so excited to be a dad!! Donât you dare tell the other Harbingers how much he cried...What do you mean you took a picture when he wasnât looking??? Hey??!?!
With his obscene amount of mora, heâll buy a huge house that will accommodate everyone. Anything you want will be purchased that day or within 48 hours, the same goes for the kids
But theyâll all learn to be thankful for what they have. Theyâll learn to fight, fish and speak multiple languages. He has high expectations but letâs face it, heâll be proud of them no matter what
Youâre gonna have to be the one to put your foot down though because Ajax doesnât enjoy being the âmean parentâ, he has trouble saying no to the kiddos which can create some tension between you and your husband. He has good intentions of course!! He doesnât wanna say no to those cute, freckled faces!!
Zhongli:
Zhongli is nervous about having kids because heâs immortal. So this will go one of two ways. 1. You have the baby and the baby ends up not being immortal (or you adopt a baby who is not immortal) Then he loses you both. OR 2. You have the baby and it inherits his immortality and becomes an adeptus. Now he and the baby will have to watch you die while they both life forever.
Either way...It hurts him to think about because he loves you!! He wants to have a family with you!! He wants to give you that perfect family life every human desires!! But heâs torn
You two will just have to figure it out.
Zhongli will be a strong, male figure for your kid(s) and he will instill that traditional kindness and respect into their behavior. âPleaseâ and âthank youâ always, always offer to help someone who needs it, do good deeds and you will feel accomplished, be the best you you can be, alway try your hardest because thatâs all that matters
He will be sure that your kid(s) always feel loved ALWAYS. Zhongli will tell them stories, cook for them, take them to school, anything that needs to be done. When youâve had a rough day, heâll step in to take over for the night without being asked. He shows interest in everything your kid(s) like and he will do his damn best to display every piece of artwork they make or every pretty rock they find
He...will make a great dad :â)
Kaeya:
Ooooh brother, at first Kaeya says no he doesnât want kids but...Then he starts thinking about it
He observes the happy families that walk around the cobblestone streets of Mondstadt, how the kiddos smile and laugh with their parents. Heâll patrol in the afternoons, usually rounding the corner just in time to see the cityâs kids leave school for the day, watching as they all run down the street to go home to their parents or play in the fountain together...Yeah, that really warms his heart
Heâd want one or two kids, preferably two to avoid an only child being lonely. He isnât on the best terms with Diluc but he can admit that they had a great childhood together, playing at the winery and running around as brothers do
Kaeya would be a very patient, understanding father. He doesnât have much of a temper so heâd use the kidsâ mistakes as learning opportunities instead of getting upset at them
He would be obsessed with the kids when theyâre babies though oh man if you thought you had baby fever, he has it times ten! He loves holding the baby, watching with a twinkling eye as his baby grasps his thumb with its tiny hand... adorable
And if your kids inherited his eyes, his star shaped pupils that his ancestors passed down to him...Heâs gonna get emotional
Everyone at the knightsâ headquarters and the Angelâs Share will get sick of him REALLY fast cause he wonât stop bragging about how cute and smart his kids are lmao
Diluc:
Diluc would be such a soft dad donât even get me started
He loves you so much of course he wants to have kids with you! Is that even a question?? He wonât be the one to bring it up unless he gets the feeling that you want kids but once you ask, heâll agree so fast
Heâll be grateful to even have one kid with you :â) and heâll be fine with however many kids YOU want. You want one kid? Perfect! You want four? No problem, the manor is big enough for ten! You...you want ten...? Time to hire some more maids then lmao
Diluc is a worry wart though, heâll be afraid to hold the baby, feed it, bathe it, heâs terrified of hurting the baby or the baby suddenly hating him. So just help him out!! Cause when he gets comfortable with the baby, heâll be in full dad mode
He isnât embarrassed to walk around the manor, conducting business with a baby strapped to his chest!
Diluc is a very kind, gentle dad who will always offer helpful solutions to the kiddosâ problems. Heâll make sure all of their needs are met while also trying to avoid spoiling them... Too much... There will be a fair amount of spoiling...
His own father wasnât too affectionate with him so thatâs why heâll be affectionate with his kids! Hugs and kisses when he tucks them in at night, big dad hugs when they get home from school, holding their hands in the busy streets of Mondstadt. His father was a great dad! He just aims to be better.
Xiao:
Like Zhongli, he worries about the mortality thing. Since heâs an Adeptus, his kid will certainly be an Adeptus too if you have kids together.
He also worries that his kid(s) will hate him. His duty is to kill demons which means that rain or shine, holidays, special occasions, day or night heâs gotta be ready to go slaughter demonic beings. So heâll inevitably miss out on important stages in the kiddosâ lives
And admittedly... Heâll be scared of his kids lmao
Theyâre screaming, crying, barfing, pooping, laughing, screaming again...He canât predict their behavior. Itâs unsettling. All of that goes away one night when you sit him down and place your sleeping baby in his arms. His eyes go wide...And he just watches. This tiny, little baby...Feels no fear for him. Itâs comforted by his presence. He almost cries...ALMOST
Heâs still pretty much the same Xiao we all know and love but now he has a kid. âSlaying demons is what I do...Hey, go back inside and finish your dinner. Yes, even your vegetables. I donât care that you donât like them-...Fine. Donât tell your mother, bring them to me. Iâll eat themâ cute :)
Heâs a protective dad and husband, heâd never let anyone or anything harm his beloved family
Venti:
Venti....does not want kids. He thinks theyâre cute! He likes the idea of kids but he knows he wouldnât enjoy actually having kids
You two already have so much fun together!! You donât need a kid!! You guys have dogs!! Dogs are like kids! But theyâre more independent and theyâre cuter!
Heâll feel bad if you want kids and he doesnât, he really will! But itâll be nearly impossible to convince him cause heâs made his mind up :/
Ventiâll make it up to you somehow though, heâll take you out more and show you all of the adventures you guys can have if there arenât kids around
But for the sake of fatherhood headcanons, letâs pretend he gave in. Venti would be a very caring dad. He would cuddle the hell out of this kiddo and sing to them :â) the only problem is that Venti doesnât like being tethered to one place for too long so he tends to take off and not come back for a few days... :(
Albedo:
Albedo wants kids mostly just to see what fatherhood would be like. Heâs always been curious about what that part of his life would be like so why not have a kid
Heâd be good with one kid, two at most cause after practically raising Klee, he knows how some kids can be and...He doesnât have the mental capacity for more than two kids at a time lmao
He tries his best to show more emotion in his face. We all know he usually sits like this đ and goes âwow im so happy right nowâ. If you didnât know him, youâd think he was bored out of his mind right? So heâs gotta work on that. And when he musters up a smile for the baby and it smiles back at him????? Yeah...Heâs gonna try to smile a lot more now
He definitely softens up once he becomes a dad, he shows emotion more than he used to and surprisingly, he takes time off of work. Shocker, I know! He decides that heâs been in the lab long enough and that he wants to be able to be there for these moments with you and his kid(s) :â) :â) He trusts Sucrose and Timaeus to take over for him for a couple hours
He keeps a journal for each kid and writes down the date and time they have their firsts or just interesting things they do ->
- 8/4: Baby sees and plays with a cat for the first time
- 9/5: Baby smacked me in the face and laughed so hard she threw up
-9/12: Baby learns that pulling my hair gets my attention. She now continues to do so
-10/15: Baby stays at Aunt Kleeâs house for the first time
Baizhu:
Baizhu really loves kids, he works with them a lot and he considers Qiqi to be his daughter anyway but in terms of you guys having a kid together, with his condition he can probably only handle one kid running around
He will do his absolute best to be a good dad. Even if he feels like death, heâll help change diapers, feed the baby, care for it when you need a break. He isnât contagious so when youâre sleeping and he feels gross, heâll sit back against the pillows with the baby on his chest, the three of you resting together (though he doesnât fall asleep...that would be dangerous for the baby)
Baizhu already tends to nag at you about your health and lifestyle choices but now?? Heâll be a menace. Heâll be constantly evaluating your babyâs condition, checking to see if a certain food is giving them a rash or making sure their skin isnât drying out. Heâs hyper aware of your babyâs health and will be the one to treat them if they get sick
Heâs a busy guy since he runs the pharmacy but he will always do his best to be present for your babyâs big milestones! And when your kid cries cause Baizhuâs medicine tastes like shit, heâll do his best to not be disappointed in their reaction lmao
When you leave him alone with the baby, heâll wrap a scarf around himself to tie the baby to his chest while he works and...he looks so cute :) dad baizhu <3 <3 <3 <3
Bonus points for him buying the baby toy medical equipment so he can get your kiddo interested in medicine :)
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1 Month Challenge
Hinata Shoyo X f!reader (SMUT đ)
Sum: A challenge came up by Hinata before he leave for a month of intensive volleyball training đ¤ (timeskip MSBY Hinata)
Warnings: +18 MDI, dirty talk, unprotected sex, oral receiving (both ways), hard edging, dirty talk, daddy shoyo, 69, hard orgasm deny, creampie, basically really filthy smut
Word count: 2504 words
Authorâs Note: Its been 8 years since I last written smut HAHA please spare me đ Im loving timeskip buff hinata currently and this plot is something similar I saw on p*rn so I decided to write it đ¤
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âSho! Have you packed all your stuff?â You shouted from the kitchen from you and Hinataâs apartment. Preparing breakfast for him before he leaves for his intensive training in Brazil with the MSBY team in an hour.
âYes babyâ Hinata whispered in your ears from behind while snaking his arms to your waist and pressing you to his chest. âCan you pass me the soy-sauce, I made your favoriteâ you kiss him on the cheek while preparing his favorite Japanese rice with raw egg and soy-sauce.
âWhat did I do to deserve you babyâ he wipe his fake tear smiling at you while passing you the soy-sauce.
âBaby girl, remember to take care of yourself okay? I will be back in a month. I know your college exams are coming soon but without me reminding you to eat you wouldnât eat, so please remember to eat okay?â You nodded while pouting, didnât really want him to leave.
âI will tell Yams to check up on you tooâ he side-eye you, knowing you will forget to take care of yourself once you indulge yourself into studying. âYouâre so nagging hahaâ you pass him a cup of ice chocolate while ruffling his hair.
âAnyway baby, before I leave letâs come up with a challenge?â he asked while helping you wash the dishes and drying it. He pulled you to the couch and sat down while pulling you onto his lap, straddling him.
âWhatâs up your sleeve again?â You run your hands cupping his head from behind and play with his fluffy orange hair. âYou see, I will be gone for a month and we wonât get to fuckâ he said in a teasing voice. Knowing him, your high sex drive boyfriend for 2 years he will be having this dirty thoughts 24/7.
âAnd yeah what about it?â You rest your cheek on his chest and hug his waist instead. âDonât touch yourself for a month, and when I come back I will breed you till morningâ he smirk at you. âHey not fair, what about you?â Knowing his horny ass he will probably run to the bathroom to finish himself off, âBoth of us, itâs a challenge for both of usâ
âI am up for it, but can you?â You tease him back. âYou betâ he kiss you on the lips while carrying you into your shared bedroom, breeding you for the last time before he leaves for training.
It was already the 3rd week since Hinata has gone for his intensive training in Brazil, he had been sending you photos of himself shirtless almost everyday, but a prominent outline of his hard dick is seen on this jersey pants in every picture.
my ninja shoâ¤ď¸: Im sooo horny babyđ i wanna ruin you so bad đ
you: shoyo⌠HAHAHAHAA just how hard are you đ¤Łđ¤Łđ¤Ł
my ninja shoâ¤ď¸: Just you wait, 1 more week and you wonât be able to walk after im done with you đ
you: đ¤đ¤đ¤đ¤
Truth to be told, you was so close to touching yourself and relieving yourself, but you really wanted to see how long can you hold onto it. You busied yourself with studying, playing the new game you downloaded, eating lunch and having tea time with Yamaguchi in the cafe that you, Hinata, Yamaguchi and Tsukishima like to hang out in your free time. Yachi and Kageyama joined sometime too but Yachi has moved to Osaka for college and Kageyama was busy with travelling because of his volleyball career.
âSo how are you coping without Shoyo?â Yamaguchi stop scrolling his phone, looked at you while sipping his frappe. âWhat do you mean?â You acted blur, you know what Yamaguchi was implying. But you didnât want to remember anything of Hinata that will get you riled up.
âOh come on, you two are the second horniest couple I have know. Well Tsukki and (tsukkiâs gf name) being the firstâ he laughed since all of you had been friends since high school years.
âNot saying anything~~~~ donât ask anymore before I tell your girlfriend you wanna get itâ you smiled not hiding the intention of killing. âJeez ok ok im kiddingâ he laughed while seeing his girlfriend of 4 years outside the cafe. You and Yamaguchi then meet her outside and walked home for a movie night.
Hinata had just landed into Japan, after getting into the van with the team he texted you to let you know that he will be home in 2 hours. You were eating dinner when your phone pinged, you replied him with a âOkie hurry up đâ you had missed him, 1 month without hugs from him was quite depressing for you, the house seems quiet without him singing loudly while showering.
You had brought a white crotchless underwear to surprise him, you quickly showered, change into an oversized white t-shirt and slip on the lewd panties. You turned on the tv while watching the 7pm show that you had been chasing since last week.
Time passed by quickly but you were getting sleepy, so you grab your blanket and wrap yourself on the couch snoozing off for a bit, thinking to have a 10 minutes nap before Hinata comes home. But your snooze was interrupted by Hinataâs loud âMY LITTLE BABY!!! YOUR FAVORITE ABS IS HOME!!!â
You jolted awake and rush to jump onto on Hinata, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. Luckily your shirt was long to cover your ass because Hinataâs quick reflex supported them before you could fall. âI miss you so much babyâ you whispered lightly while peppering kisses around his neck.
âI miss you so much tooâ he put you down on the floor and wrap his arms around your waist and kisses your forehead, nose and lips. After the small reunion, Hinata was in the shower and you were on the bed thinking about the steamy night that was about to happen. Just before Hinata went to shower he whispered âPrepare to be ruin by my cock tonight my little slutâ this little cheeky tangerine, you thought as you clenched your pussy getting excited.
Hinataâs hands were running up and down your body as soon as he came out of the bathroom naked, âWhat? Im gonna fuck you anyway, why bother wearing clothes heheâ he chuckled when you glance at him in disbelief. He was kissing you slipping his tongue in to taste you while pulling off your t-shirt, he knew you didnât wore any bra so he when straight at sucking your nipple while toying the other, his other hand going straight down south, wanting to feel how wet you are outside your panties but was caught by surprise when he touched skin.
âDo you like my surprise?â you said softly to his ear. He glanced up at you, âYou are driving me crazy holyshitâ he pushed you down onto your shared bed, brought both your legs up and spread your thighs wide to look at his surprise. âYou are so fucking wet, youâre literally drenchedâ he move down collected some of your arousal and show it to you, âSho, stop it. Itâs embarrassingâ you cover your face with both hand. Who knew not touching yourself and not cumming for 1 month made you this wet just by kissing your boyfriend.
âIf you donât move your hands away now, you wonât be getting any dick tonightâ he said sternly. You were quick to remove your hand and he chuckled at how desperate you are. âYou better not hold back your moans if you want to get fucked tonight you little slutâ he turned your hip sideways, slip your panties off and slapped your ass, you moaned feeling yourself clenched again. âDo you hear me?â Hinata slapped your ass again when you didnât answer, âYes daddyâ you whimpered, feeling extremely horny by how Hinata is treating you. Its really been awhile.
Hinata placed you back on your back and spread your legs again, hands holding onto the back of your thighs and diving into your drenched pussy, âOh fuck daddy it feels so goodâ you clench your fist onto the bedsheets, back arching. You had been eating pineapple for the past 3weeks in prepare for today, âWhy do you taste sweeter than usual baby? Did you had pineapple or what?â He lifted his head up to look at you, man the sight of him wet chin, wet lips full of your juice. You just nodded and clenched your pussy feeling the lost of touch, Hinata look down and the sight of your cunt clenched while juices dripping down made him want to just take you right here right now, but he steadied himself and dive back down to your pussy slipping his tongue into your tight pussy, tasting everything you have to offer.
Not even a minute had pass but you were writhing under Hinata, âIm gonna cum daddyâ you whimpered, arching your back and grinding your hips into Hinataâs face desperate for the first orgasm after a month. You almost screamed when Hinata lift his face off your wet aching pussy, âTonight you are gonna cum on my cock and only my cockâ you whimpered a small yes daddy, panicking a little. When Hinata is serious he wonât hesitate to deny you orgasm and you wouldnât want that.
âNow come and suck daddy off before I fuck your brains outâ he lay next to you and you didnât hesitate to take his already hard cock around your hand slipping the head to your parted lips, Hinata glances sideways to see you still dripping from your pussy, he tapped your ass and you turn back to look at him, lips still on his cock. âSit on my faceâ knowing he loves 69 you quickly lift one of your legs and drape it over his head. Shifting your drenched slick infront of his face you move your mouth down to take Hinataâs warm cock into your mouth, âOh fuck, your mouth feel so goodâ at this point Hinata wants to see how long he and you could stand denying orgasms before snapping.
You were a hot mess above Hinata, he had denied your orgasm 5 times while you had denied him 3 because you took slower stroke to work him up. Your pussy is literally drenched and sticky, you really couldnât take it anymore its starting to hurt and you really need to cum, âDaddy please fuck me I need your cockâ you turned behind and look at him. âMy favoriteâ he lift himself up and you got on all fours facing the headboard, back arched with your cheeks squish onto the pillow. âPlease daddy i am so wet for you, I had been a good girl, I want your cock pleaseâ
Hinata thinking he too couldnât hold it back anymore line up his cock up your pussy lips rubbing up and down to tease you for a bit, he chuckled when you whimpered another please daddy and slip in all the way. You were so tight despite how wet you was prior to the foreplay and its driving Hinata crazy by how warm and wet you felt. âHolyshit baby you are so tight and warmâ
You couldnât think straight, all you could think was if Hinata were to move a few times you will cum soon. He slowly slip out dragging his thick cock veins around your walls and then slamming it back, âFuck daddy im gonna cumâ he continue to slam his cock into your pussy and then pull out completely and look down at your pussy, you were literally sobbing by now you clenched onto nothing and grind your hips wanting Hinata to just fuck your brains out.
You subconsciously slip your finger between your legs to relieve some tension on your pussy but Hinata hold your fingers by your folds, using his hand he guide it and circle it on your hole, you whimpered at how drenched you were, âLook at you wet and horny for me, since youâre being such a good girl daddy wonât hold back anymore okayâ He line his rock hard cock back on your pussy and slip in, âI want you to cum hard on my cock okayâ he leaned down and you nodded, preparing for his brutal thrust. At his 5th thrust your pussy had clamp down his cock and had you squirting all over your leg, you didnât had the chance to tell him you were coming, Hinata had to pull out and watch you squirt all over the bedsheet and thinking how fucking hot you were currently.
âLook at you, so desperate to cum that you squirted all over our bed. What a little slutâ he was gripping your ass and had continued his fucking your brains out. Your pussy is clenching onto him for the 4th time cumming hard on his dick and he had emptied 3 load of cum into your womb by then, holding you down while shooting his load into you. He werenât kidding when he say he wanted to breed you.
Your lower half was sore by midnight, Hinata was now lying down with you on top of him grinding and whimpering at how hard he still is, both of your cum making your lower body full of white stains. âSho- I-I canât-t im gonna cum againâ you grind harder onto his cock while throwing your head back, âMe too babyâ he thrust up and hold your hips making you fall to his chest taking in the loud skin slapping and wet squelching sound you both produced, âShoyo omg please please please harder im so closeâ he feel your walls clenching hard on him again and you cum hard onto his cock again for the nth time tonight while he shoot his almost nonexistent cum into you again, he really unloaded everything with nothing left. Soft moans filled the room as you lift yourself off his finally limped dick and plopped yourself beside him catching your breath.
âStay here while i prepare the bath for you okayâ you gave him a tired smile and close your eyes for a bit still feeling your body hot from the activity. Hinata came back and gave you a kiss on your sweaty forehead and carried you bridal style to the bathtub filled with warm water with your favorite bath bomb scent.
(EXTRAS)
Hinata was at the MSBY locker room the next afternoon for their short meeting/training regarding an upcoming match. He was shirtless was trying to put on his training jersey when Atsumu gasped, âHOLYSHIT SHOYO WHAT HAPPEN TO YOUR BACK?â All he could do was smile sheepishly and said âMy little cat scratch meâ
You werenât spare either, you had to call Yamaguchi telling him you were sick the next morning because of how sore you were and you were literally limping even going to the bathroom. And had to cover the hickeys around your neck before going to school.
(A/N:Itâs literally almost 4am here and Im also drenched after writing this fic, I HOPE YOU ENJOY đđđ reblog and comments welcomed â¤ď¸)
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a/n: this one took a little longer to write, but im so happy its finally finished! its not what i originally planned, i started a whole different plot but hated it so started again, but i might go back to the first story, so maybe more bodyguard!harry content is gonna come! anyway, hope youâll enjoy this one!
pairing: Bodyguard!Harry X Reader
warning: use of weapon (no one dies), mentioning of cancer (no one is sick), sexual content
word count: 9.1k
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âThis is not up for discussion, Y/N. What you are doing and what you are about to achieve soon might upset a lot of people that hold great power. We canât just assume youâll be fine, walking around like anyone else in the world.â
Your boss, Julian explains it to you, leaning onto his desk, trying his best to keep his cool about your protest to get you a guard to watch out for you and keep you safe. Itâs been an ongoing struggle and fight you two have been having these past weeks and it became a burning situation since youâve made some major progress in your project.
âIâm not some kind of royalty to have security with me all the time,â you grumble rolling your eyes.
âNot just royalties have guards, Y/N. Just accept it, that youâre valuable, your work is very important not just to our company but to the whole world. Do you not realize how big it is? You are close to having the cure to cancer, Y/N! You can easily get a Nobel-prize for that!â
âI know that itâs important, but no one knows me, no one will see me on the street and know who I am or what I do!â
âItâs not about the people on the street. The world is a dark place, darker than you could imagine. Please, just⌠I want to know that youâre safe.â
Staring back at him with your arms folded on your chest you contemplate his words. You can see the rationality in his words, itâs just that you donât want to break your routine, you donât want people around you all the time, you donât want to end your privacy like that. But Julian is right, your work is important and there have already been a few attempts to steal your researches, but they miserably failed. However that doesnât mean they will be stopped the next time as well.
âOne guard,â you speak up. âJust one. Iâm not gonna have a whole fucking team,â you tell him raising your eyebrows. He lets out a relieved sigh, a tiny smile tugging on his lips.
âI was hoping youâd say that.â Reaching out to the phone he presses the buzzer that signals to his assistant, Monica outside and a few moments later she walks in, accompanied with a tall, suited man, his green eyes immediately falling to you upon entering the room.
âY/N, I took the courage to pick him out for you myself. This is Harry Styles, the best you can find in the city if not in the country,â Julian introduces him as he pushes himself away from his giant mahogany desk, walking closer to the man as they shake hands firmly. You stand up from the armchair youâve been sinking into these past ten minutes and unsurely hold out your hand to the man.
âHarry Styles, pleasure to meet you,â he introduces himself, a thick British accent lacing through his voice and the way his green irises stare back at you, you can feel your heart fluttering in your chest. Mr. Styles is undeniably the most charming and handsome man youâve ever met, with his perfectly carved cheekbones and chiseled jawline, pink lips and those enchanting green eyes framed by his thick lashes. Thereâs something in his appearance, something feminine, but still, he holds so much masculinity at the same time, itâs hard not to be enamored by him.
âY/N Y/L/N,â you mumble your name, shaking his hand slightly before letting go of it.
âDetails about your cooperation have already been discussed with the security agency and us, but of course, your word is what counts, so weâll walk over the whole plan with you as well,â Julian explains to you and you nod shortly.
The three of you move to the conference room and the next hour goes by with working those so called details out, some of them are ridiculous, some of them you can get used to, at the end you are left with a somewhat bearable plan, but one thing is for sure. Harry Styles will be a big part of your life from now on.
THREE MONTHS LATER
The tiny pack of sugar tears open in your hands, but you put too much effort into it so the countertop is now covered with the content of the pack instead of ending up in your paper cup.
âFuck,â you growl, dumping the empty pack into the trash before grabbing another one, hoping it wonât end up the same way.
âLet me help you,â a smooth, male voice speaks up next to you and Harry grabs the pack from your hands as he places his own coffee to the counter. You let him tear the pack open easily, pouring the sugar into your drink without problem before he puts the lid back to your cup.
âThank you,â you mumble, closing your tired eyes for a split second. Youâve been overworking way too much these past weeks, itâs starting to shut your system down, but you donât want to rest, not when youâre so close to finishing your project.
The past two weeks have been major, you finally made the progress youâve been working towards for months now, letting you step into the last phase of your work finally. But itâs been a quite stressful time as youâve been eager to finish as soon as possible, but that meant little to no time spent outside of your lab.
Harry shoots you a reassuring smile before you both grab your drinks and head out of the cafĂŠ in the direction of your workplace.
The past three months were one hell of a ride when it comes to Harry. You didnât hide your dislike towards his continuous presence in your life, standing by your side wherever you went. It frustrated you, made you feel like you didnât have your freedom any longer even though he never did anything to make you hate him. He was considerate, respectful and only wanted to do his job, yet you still gave him a hard time at the beginning, right until the need for his work was proved.
Two months ago someone broke into your apartment while you were out, they searched through the whole place, looking for something. Well, not just something, they were clearly interested in anything connected to your research, but luckily, youâre not dumb enough to just let these stuff lay around your home.
Even though you didnât encounter the person responsible for it, the incident still shook your up. Knowing that someone could get into your personal space so easily, that they could have come at a time when you were home and vulnerable, it scared you. Harry was the person that eased the worry and fear in you, he took care of everything in an instant and upon his best advice, you moved to a new apartment with a higher security level. He even moved to the place next to yours so he could be as close to you as possible at all times. There was a much needed shift in your relationship after that and you didnât see him as an intruder any longer in your life, but more as a hero.
âSo would you like Italian or Mexican tonight for dinner?â Harry asks as the two of you enter the building, using your IDs you go through the massive security gates, the guards in post nodding in your way.
âIsnât it your night to choose?â you smile at him sideways as you wait for the elevator.
âOkay, then Thai,â he smirks, making you laugh. âHope you are not planning on eating it here again,â he gives you a warning look and you purse your lips.
âI have a lot to do, andââ
âY/N, you need to rest sometimes,â he scolds you as if you were just a child.
âI do rest. Sometimes,â you answer with an innocent look as the elevatorâs door slides open and you walk in with Harry following you right behind.
âLike once a week? Do you even sleep when youâre at home?â
âI do! Donât make me look like Iâm some kind of crazy workaholic!â
âIâm just worried about you, is all,â he sighs, giving you a hard look.
âOh, Mr. Styles. If I didnât know you better I would think you might have a soft spot for me,â you smirk at him teasingly before the elevator arrives to your floor and you walk out without a word. Harry just stares after you with a small smile tugging on his lips as he thinks about your words. Itâs funny, especially because you both know something more than just a professional relationship has been going on between the two of you, only dancing around it as the situation is a little too complicated to address now.
Itâs not like any rules are tying you down, but you would rather not mix up work with your private life. You might have feelings for Harry, but you refuse to act up on them until he is out of his duty as your personal guard.
Your days are usually the same. While you lock yourself up in your lab, working with no end, Harry stay either with you in there or he hovers around the door, keeping an eye on everyone and everything. Just the thought of his presence never fails to bring you a sense of comfort, knowing that you donât have to worry about your safety until he is near. It might seem nerdy, but you can easily get lost in your work. It doesnât feel like a job, growing up with parents who were excellent doctors and pharmacists themselves, you were doomed to be a science enthusiast yourself from the beginning. Learning has never been a task for you but a gift, as you liked to look at it.
Working overtime happens often because you lose touch with time easily once you get down to work. Nothing exists outside of your lab and you hardly realize how late it is until Harry usually warns you.
âI didnât joke when I said I didnât want to have dinner in here,â he steps into your sanctuary while youâre in the middle of running tests for the millionth time today. Pushing your glasses up to the top of your head while the machines are buzzing and whirling, you look up at him with a tired smile.
âLet me just⌠finish this one last test and then I promise weâll head out.â
âAlright, but Iâm watching you. No more tests,â he warns, sitting on one of the stools while you finish what you started.
Harry never really asked you about your work, for a while you werenât even sure if he knows what youâre doing and why itâs so important. It was never discussed at the beginning and he never brought it up later either. But judging from the time he spends near you at the lab he must have picked up a few things about it surely.
The machines stop working and the tiny beeping sound signals that the results are out. You grab the long printed paper and start scanning the data, chewing on your bottom lip as you hope to find what youâve been looking for all day. The numbers are coming in great, but itâs been like this for a while, itâs the end that never matches up with your expectations. So when you get there and see the graphs showing the result that youâve been dreaming of since the start of the whole project years ago, your mouth falls open in disbelief even though itâs what youâve been working for all this time.
âOh my God,â you whisper.
âWhat?â Harryâs head snaps up in alert, jumping off the stool.
âI⌠I did it,â you breathe out, glancing up from the paper. âItâs my first time succeeding, Harry!â you start laughing, the shock taking over your whole body that you really did it this time.
âAnd what does that mean?â
âCome on, let me show you,â you tell him in excitement, pulling him over to the computer where you pull up all the data youâve been working on. A virtual version of a cell comes up on the screen as you start typing, modelling what you want to show him. âThis is a completely healthy cell, itâs what you are made of too, mostly,â you ass with a chuckle before another cell comes up on the screen. âAnd this is what cells that are affected by cancer look like.â
The difference is a lot more complicated than what you can explain to him in such a short time, but he can see it with his own eyes. The color, the shape, everything is different from the first one. Harry examines the screen and nods shortly, letting you know that he is following.
âIâve been working on a substance that is able to not just detect the cancerous cells but it can also kill it effectively without hurting the healthy ones.â
You bring up the virtualized version of the substance youâve been working on, a short animation showing how it can tell the two cells apart and only attack the cancerous one.
âI havenât been able to get the numbers above 60% when it comes to succeeding in the process of selection so my whole project was about finding a solution to that. Iâve been trying to find the right substance to mix with our already existing one to solve the problem, but I havenât been successful in it.â
âI assume until now,â Harry hum and you nod smirking.
âYeah. The last test results came back very good, quite promising. Itâs still not the end of the process, but itâs a huge step.â
âThatâs great,â he smiles at you and though you know he probably understands just a fracture of the whole process, he can still figure out how important it is. âCongrats, Y/N.â âThanks,â you breathe out, pride filling your chest as you shut the computer off. âI guess this is my cue to end the day,â you smile at him before packing up everything, getting ready to finally leave.
Itâs not the first time Harry is spending the evening at your place. You often have dinner together, or watch a movie whenever you get home early enough to do that. Through the time youâve spent together because of his job youâve grown to be friends above everything. Good ones, in fact, which is a big deal for you since making friends has never been an easy task for you.
You bought takeout on the way home and as Harry set the table you poured yourself a glass of wine, knowing well Harry would never drink when he is on duty and he is basically working all the time he is with you, so youâre drinking alone. You both sit to the dining table, starting dinner together in a comfortable silence. Itâs another thing you appreciate about Harry. He doesnât try to talk when itâs not necessary, you hate small talk, youâd rather sit in silence than talk about something nonsense and Harry is a partner in that.
âWhen do you need to leave work tomorrow to get to the party on time?â he asks breaking the silence and you freeze. His eyes fall on you, examining your features for a moment before he smirks. âYou forgot about it?â
âI just⌠thought itâs going to be next week,â you truthfully admit.
âWe talked about it last week,â he smirks at you playfully. âAnd I told you it would be next week which is⌠this week.â
âI know how the days work, Harry,â you give him a look of âgive me a breakâ before you turn back to your food. âI justâŚâ
âYou just forgot it,â Harry finishes for you, and you just roll your eyes at him.
Glancing at him over the table you wonder if heâll wear something different than is usual attire he always wears. Black suit with a white shirt underneath, the top two buttons left undone, giving you a tiny peek at the tattoos on his chest. You know those are not the only ones, youâve seen him with the suit jacket off before, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up, his whole left arm is covered in ink and you wish youâve had the chance to take a better look at them.
Harry is such an intriguing person in a lot of different ways. He definitely likes to keep things to himself, not one to ask for attention and itâs not just because of his work, itâs his personality. However he is good with people, interacting with them, being social. A skill you havenât really mastered yourself yet and you probably never will. He always seems to know what to say, youâve never seen him even the slightest bit anxious or nervous before, the confidence he holds is unmatched and it makes it hard to not think about him in ways you shouldnât be.
After dinner he helps you clean up, just like he always does before heading out, but before he could leave he stops and turns back to face you.
âOh, a friend of mine is visiting from the UK on Sunday. I already mentioned it to you before, but I was hoping I could get the afternoon off,â he wonders and you nod right away.
âOf course! Iâll be just fine at home,â you smile at him.
âThank you,â he smiles back before walking out of your place at last.
Because of the party in the evening you are forced to stop working early the next day. Itâs weird to leave the office in broad daylight, but you know today canât be one of those days when you end up seeing the new day in the lab.
Harry was right yesterday, you completely forgot the whole party thing, meaning you didnât plan anything ahead and you had nothing to wear, so through the day you called your sister, Mara to help you out. She was more than happy to lend you anything you needed. She meets you at the office, beaming to spend some time with you finally. Itâs not that you donât like her company, but you are quite different, is all. Your sister didnât get sucked into the world of science, though she definitely has the bright mind to take up on any field she would want to explore. But she was more into the world of art, having written her first fantasy novel at the ripe age of twenty, she is now a bestseller author at only twenty-nine with a bubbly personality and basically every trait you never owned yourself.
âHarry! So nice to see you again!â Mara beams at the man as the three of you meet up at the lobby.
âHi, Mara,â Harry smiles with a tiny nod.
âAlright, I have everything you could need so letâs head to yours!â your sister cheers before you make your way out to your cars.
Arriving to your home Harry splits from the two of you, letting you to get ready in peace and also to get ready himself. Mara didnât joke when she said she has everything you need, the trunk of her car is basically filled with clothes and shoes, thereâs no chance you wonât find something to wear tonight.
She orders you to take a quick shower as she unpacks everything she brought and when you emit from a cloud of steam with a towel wrapped around your body and one on your head, Mara gets down to work.
âSo do you have a date for today?â she curiously asks while she does your makeup.
âHuh, yeah, sure,â you huff ironically. âItâs just gonna be Harry and me.â
âSo Harry is your date?â her ears perk up, but youâre quick to protest.
âOf course not! He comes with me everywhere,â you mumble with your eyes closed as she is doing something on your eyelids.
âBut it could be a date,â she offers and you huff in disagreement.
âYou know thatâs not how it works, Mara.â
âYou are making it more complicated than it is! No one would blame you if you just⌠went for it! Harry is obviously an attractive guy.â
âThen maybe you should date him,â you bite back bitterly. Growing up you werenât the boysâ favorite, they always paid all the attention to your sister. Itâs not that you blame her or them, she always had a more capturing and lively personality that attracted people naturally. But it made you wonder if there was something wrong with you, spending all your time with your nose buried in a book or doing researches for fun while Mara was out with her friends, living her best life. Even her published books were inspired by her personal life experiences.
âY/N,â she sighs, her hands leaving your face so you open your eyes to look at her disapproving expression. âYou obviously like him so I would never do that and besides that, he for sure likes you too.â
âWhatâs not true,â you deny right away, but then you look at her curiously. âBut why would you think that?â
Mara smirks at you tilting her head to the side, seeing right through your act that youâre not interested in Harry. Of course you are, but you choose to keep it at bay for the sake of his job.
âY/N, I see how that man watches every move you make. Itâs written all over his handsome face.â
âOf course he watches my every move, thatâs his job!â
âNo, itâs different. Youâll see it sooner or later,â she smiles before ordering you to close your eyes again so she can finish your makeup.
Mara does wonders to your looks, the makeup look she does on you already makes a huge difference since you donât bother to do anything on your every days. But she didnât stop there, she made your hair look like you just stepped off of the pages of a magazine and the dress the two of you chose was the cherry on the top. The emerald green dress was tight around your curves, showing just enough of your body to be still considered modest, but also have some spice. And though there are a lot of advantages of the dress, your first and most important thought (to you at least) was how well it goes with the color of Harryâs eyes.
âIâm a genius,â Mara sighs satisfied with her work as you slip on the pair of nude heels and put your necessities into the little clutch youâre taking with you. Just when youâre gone with everything, the doorbell rings and your heart jumps in your chest, knowing that Harry is standing on the other side of the door.
âIâll get it for you,â Mara smiles rushing to the door as you walk into the hallway, standing a few feet behind her so as she opens the front door and Harry comes into view, over Maraâs shoulder his eyes easily find your figure standing there, feeling a little awkward and self-conscious, like you are about to go to prom with your crush. Difference is that you are not a teenager anymore and you arenât going anywhere together together. Tonight is just work for him.
But as his bright green eyes fall on your frame and you see his lips slightly part, you canât help but allow yourself to think for a moment that itâs more than just work. That he feels the same way about it as you do. Though you donât voice your hopes and just smile at him faintly, hoping you donât look completely ridiculous in your outfit.
âHarry, come on in!â Mara invites him into the apartment and he walks in, wearing his usual black suit with the difference of having a tie on around his neck, his white shirt is appearing neat and crispy and his sometimes unruly curls are now gently combed back a little so his curls are not falling into his forehead.
âHi,â you smile at him nervously fumbling with your clutch as he takes a few steps closer to you.
âHi. You look⌠beautiful,â he smiles back at you a little breathlessly as he takes a respectful look down your body before his green irises meet your gaze again.
âThank you. You look great too,â you chuckle softly. âShould we⌠head out?â
âYeah, sure!â he nods, offering you his arm and you link your arm with his instantly, hoping you wonât trip in your heels. âLock the door when you leave, Mara, alright?â you call out to your sister who is watching you smiling.
âSure! Have fun!â
You wave at her one last time before walking out and shutting the door closed behind you.
This party is held every year at Pharma-Z, mostly this is the time when the brain meets the money. Investors and funders like to meet the people behind the million dollars researches from time to time and this is the occasion where both sides show up. Julian always asks you to be social and try to mingle, but the whole thing feels forced and painful for you. Youâd rather just be left alone with your researches and projects without having to schmooze to the people who give you the money for your hard work.
Itâs held at one of said investorsâ luxurious penthouse, that doesnât even look like someoneâs home with the huge outdoors infinity pool, the spacious and modern interiors and the expensive looking decoration that was put up just for the occasion.
âY/N! Iâm so happy you are here!â Julian approaches you with a drink in his hands and youâre happy to see a familiar face in the crowd. You donât really know others from work, only your little team you directly work with and of course, your boss, Julian.
âItâs not like I had a choice,â you chuckle giving him a short, friendly hug. Julian is far from a nightmare of a boss some people have to face at their job. He is an actually nice and very smart and intellectual person. The pharmaceutical industry can be harsh and dark, the competition between the businesses is way more intent than people think. This is why you need the protection. Some companies profit off of the fact that cancer has no cure yet. They make money from all the treatments that doesnât even guarantee full recovery. A lot of big fish donât want the cure, because that would make them lose a good chunk of their income and some of those would even go to the depth of hurting you for being so close to ruining their business with your invention. Pharma-Z is luckily a genuine company that wants to help sick people and thatâs why youâre working there.
âYou know how important it is for the company,â Julian sighs, but he understands how uncomfortable these events make you feel, though he can do nothing to help you. âHarry, nice to see you again,â he smiles at the man by your side.
âJulian, nice to see you too,â he nods, shaking hands with your boss.
âMingle a little so people can see and meet you, alright?â Julian requests and you just nod silently before he moves on to the next group of people.
You get yourself a drink to ease your nerves a little as people start approaching you. Some of them youâve met last year, but there are a lot of new faces. Your project has brought in quite a few new sponsors and investors and now they want to meet you and talk about the research their money is going into.
You try your best to keep a smile plastered across your face as you tell the people the same thing over and over again, receiving praise and compliments on your work before moving onto the next conversation just to start over again.
You can feel your social batteries running out, not sure you can put up with another conversation with a wealthy investor who wants you to know you have a job because they gave money for your project in hopes of you bringing more money to them.
Harry has stayed by your side the whole evening, and you didnât notice but he kept examining you every few minutes to make sure you were holding up and he noticed how tired youâve grown from socializing for so long.
âY/N,â he softly calls out, his palm finding the small of your back. âWhy donât we get some fresh air?â he kindly offers and you immediately understand that he is trying to get you away from the guests and the overwhelming conversations youâve been dealing with. Nodding you let him usher you outside, finding a spot where the two of you can be a little alone.
âI fucking⌠hate small talks and being nice to everyone,â you let out a long and heavy sigh, as you lean against the railing, paying just one short glance at the cityâs bright lights under your feet. Harry chuckles shortly.
âI figured. Youâve been chewing your lips so hard I was afraid youâd start bleeding.â
Now that he has brought your attention to it, you realize you are doing it again, so you let go of your bottom lip from between your teeth and it brings out another chuckle from Harry.
âIâm just⌠not good with these⌠social stuff.â
âI disagree with that,â he hums, furrowing his eyebrows.
âOh please, if you havenât realized it, my number of zero friends is a tell, I think.â
âCome on, itâs not zero. Youâre friends with Mara.â
âBut family doesnât count, she is kind of forced to be my friend,â you shrug, making him laugh.
âOkay, but Iâm your friend too, arenât I?â You furrow your eyebrows at him.
âYou spend time with me because itâs your job.â
His eyes soften on you as he leans against the railing next to you, looking so effortlessly handsome and charming, you almost need to take a deep breath at the sight of him. And the cheeky smile on his pink lips is definitely not helping your case.
âI know you didnât mean that. Youâre a smart woman, Y/N.â Reaching out he tugs a loose strand of hair behind your ear as he inches closer a tiny bit. âI think we stepped over the line of just work.â
âSo⌠you consider me your friend?â you ask shyly.
âIf you have to ask maybe Iâve been doing something wrong,â he chuckles softly, making you smile too. Folding your arms a shiver runs down your spine from the cold evening breeze. âAre you cold?â Harry asks, but before you could even say a word, he shrugs his jacket off and drapes it over your shoulders.
âOh, thank you,â you breathe out shyly.
âDo you want another drink?â
âYeah, I think I might need another one,â you chuckle and nodding he tells you to just stay there until he gets you a new one.
Turning towards the view, you enjoy the lonely moments for a little, not too keen on going back inside and keep up the façade of interest any longer. Youâd rather just head home, maybe have another drink with Harry on your couch while you watch a rerun of whatever show is on TV and then fall asleep after a hot shower. Youâve been working way too much lately and itâs just now crashing down on you. Next week you definitely should cut back on your hours at the lab, the project is already going amazing, it wonât hurt if you actually had some rest before you lose your mind.
You hear footsteps approaching you and you think itâs Harry returning, but as you turn around you are faced with a stranger, a man who is staring down at you with bloodshot eyes and⌠a gun pointed at you.
Your breath hitches, your blood freezing in your veins at the sight and your legs almost give up underneath you.
âWhat⌠who are you?â Your voice comes out as a whisper, tears already flooding your eyes as you melt against the railing as if you had anywhere to go, but you have no chance against him.
One glance at the gun allows you to see that it has a silencer on, with the music coming from inside and no one around, if he shoots you, heâll be able to get away before anyone realizes what happened.
The man doesnât answer, just holds up the gun, aiming right at your chest and you close your eyes, thinking that this is it. This is how your life ends, in the middle of a posh party with no one around to help you. Your lips are trembling and hands are shaking as you hold onto the railing, waiting for the inevitable to come, keeping your eyes shut, not wanting to see your killer as the last thing you see before you go.
And then you hear the muffled gunshot, making you scream in fear, your knees turning into jelly, but the pain never comes. Instead, you hear grunting and growling as a body falls to the ground in front of you.
Your eyes snap open and you see Harry straddling the man, the gun lying near your attackerâs hand and he is trying to reach it, but before he could, you kick it away as Harry throws a punch at his face that stops him from trying too hard to free himself.
The next few moments are so busy and blurry at the same time. Your legs give up underneath you, making you fall to the ground, your whole body shaking in waves. In the meantime Harry gets the man into a position where he can be easily controlled and people start flooding out at the scene, helping Harry while security working at the party take the man, the police already on its way.
When Harry can finally step back from the attacker, his eyes fall on your figure and he rushes over to you, kneeling down next to your trembling body, cradling you into his arms upon seeing how shaken up you are.
âHey, itâs alright. Itâs over, youâre alright,â he murmurs, holding you tight as your fists grab onto his shirt, your breathing is uneven, the oxygen barely makes its way into your lungs as youâre panting and gasping from the shock. âCome on, letâs get you inside, Y/N,â he gently tells you, helping you up from the floor even though your body feels like a pile of brick.
You can feel everyone staring at you, whispering behind your back as you try to hide in Harryâs arms while he walks you back inside, away from the man that tried to take your life. He walks you into one of the bathrooms and closing the lid he sits you down to the toilet while he grabs a towel and wetting it he kneels in front of you, tapping the cloth to your cheeks gently. You havenât even realized that youâve been sweating from the shock and the coldness feels amazing against your burning skin.
âIâm sorry,â you mumble, but not even you are sure why.
âNothing to be sorry for, Y/N,â he gently murmurs, giving your hand a squeeze as you shut your eyes closed. He grabs a glass from one of the cabinets and fills it with water handing it over to you.
âThank you,â you mumble, bringing it to your trembling lips, but before you could drink it, your eyes snap up to meet his gaze. âAnd thank you for⌠what you did.â Your voice dies down at the end, the picture of the man pointing the gun at you still living so vividly in your mind.
âNo need, itâs my job after all, right?â he chuckles softly, making your lips twitch the slightest bit before you start sipping on the water.
The police show up soon and they arrest the man who refuses to talk. They also request you to give your statement about what happened, but Harry manages to let you just give them the brief story and go in sometime soon to give them your full statement so you donât have to spend any more time there. They are quite sure the man was hired by someone who doesnât want you to finish your project, and itâs scary how far some people are willing to go just for the money, just to keep sick people in suffering for their own benefit.
Heading home you stay silent as Harry drives, staring out the window you let the nightlights of the city pass by you while you still see the same face, the face of the man that held a gun at you tonight. The gunshot is still ringing through your ears, it was so close, so real⌠of course it was real! All of it was real and your life was on the line. If it werenât for Harry, you wouldnât be here right now.
Arriving to your home Harry helps you out of the car and you cling onto his hand as you head up to the apartment. He keys the two of you into your home, flicking the lights on and looking around before you go further inside, just to be sure.
âItâs all clear, donât worry,â he murmurs as you nod and make your way into the bedroom. Kicking your heels off your feet you sit on the edge of the bed, letting out a long breath, feeling your limbs loosening up a bit for the first time in the past hour.
Harry moves around the place doing whatever before he joins you in the room, kneeling in front of you his hands find your bare knees and your eyes meet his worry-filled green irises.
âDo you want to take a shower?â he softly asks and you nod your head. âCome on, Iâll start the water for you.â
He helps you up from the bed and walks you into the bathroom. You stand there awkwardly, not sure what to do as he starts running the water in the walk in shower before he steps back to you.
âWould youâŚ?â you ask, turning around, needing help with the zipper of your dress. Harry clears his throat as his fingers work on it and a moment later the fabric loosens around your frame as you hold it to your chest with your arms. Turning back around you peek up at Harry and you notice the slight blush on his cheeks.
âIâll be outside at the door, okay?â He whispers, his fingers delicately touching your cheek as you nod before you watch him walk out and close the door behind him.
The hot water feels freshening, like it could burn away the memories even though itâs still so vivid in your mind. You stand under the running water longer than you intended, but it feels nice and needed. Once youâre done, you wrap yourself into a fluffy towel and walk out of the steamy bathroom only to find Harry sitting at the edge of your bed, waiting like a loyal puppy. When he sees you, he stands from his spot and you donât miss the way his eyes scan over your body thatâs barely covered.
âAlright, Iâll go now, but if youââ âDonât!â you gasp, panic taking over you at the thought of being left alone. One of your hands grasps his arm to stop him from moving and he freezes in his spot, staring back at your fearful eyes. âPlease, stay here,â you plead, voice barely over than just a whisper.
Thereâs a heartbeat of a pause in him as he is watching you intently and for a moment you think heâll say no, but then his hand finds yours on his arm and he gives it a gentle squeeze as he nods.
âOkay.â
You let out a long, relieved breath as you ease into comfort. Heâs staying, heâll be with you all night, protecting you from everything and everyone.
âCan I take a shower too?â he asks softly and you nod, stepping to your wardrobe to get him a clean towel. âThank you. Iâll be back shortly,â he tells you before walking into the bathroom and shutting the door closed behind him.
You hear the water running again and you find yourself standing at the same spot as you listen to the noises coming from the bathroom. Harry is in there, soaking under the water naked and you canât take your mind off of how badly you want to be there with him.
Itâs not just because of what happened tonight, though it made you realize that you donât have much time to waste. Nothing can assure that youâll live another day and you donât want to deny happiness from yourself. You want to be with Harry and as far as you can make it out, he feels the same way.
Upon a sudden decision, you pad your way over to the bathroom door and open it carefully, the warmth immediately hitting your face as you step inside and close it behind you. The glass of the shower is steamed up, you can only make out the blurry frame of Harry in there and you wonder if he heard you come in, but it doesnât seem like that. His clothes from the night are lying on the floor in a pile, his watch that he always wears is carefully placed next to the sink.
Your hands grab onto the edge of the towel around your body and you unwrap yourself, hanging it up on the wall before stepping to the shower. Hoping you wonât scare him, you open the door, the steam immediately hugging your naked body warmly and you see him standing there with his back facing you as you step into the spacious walk-in shower.
He notices your presence, you see him freeze mid-movement before he peeks over his shoulder, his eyes falling on you as he slowly turns, facing you completely. Standing in front of him completely bare, you feel more vulnerable than ever in your life. Youâre scared that he is going to send you away, that he wonât let you get closer to him and if that happens, youâll feel humiliated, but he just stands there in his naked glory and doesnât say anything, so you take it as a chance to shoot your shot.
Reaching up your hands slide to his hard chest, up to the base of his neck as you push your front against his, skin to skin with the hot water running down your bodies. His hands find your waist and you could cry from the feeling of his touch on you. Pushing yourself up to your tiptoes your nose nudges against his as your eyes fall closed.
âY/N,â he breathes out, stopping you right when your lips could meet. Opening your eyes you see the hesitation in his green irises that appear so much darker than they usually do.
âDo you not want it? You donât want me?â you whisper.
âI do. Itâs not that,â he sighs shaking his head slightly. âBut you went through a lot today. I donât want you to make decisions you might regret in the morning.â
You canât help the small smile that tugs on your lips at how considerate and protective he is over you, thinking that this might be just something that crashed over you in the heat of the moment, but itâs been in the making from the first day you met him. Despite all your protesting against him, you knew you needed him and not just as your guard. He is whatâs been missing from your life all along, you just never realized it.
âThereâs nothing I could regret when it comes to you, Harry. I needed tonight to open my eyes. Our days are counted, Iâm done running from my own happiness.â
He lets out a long, shaky breath as his hands hold tighter onto your waist while your hands run up his neck until your fingers tangle into his wet locks.
âI need you. And not just because of tonight. Iâve always needed you.â
âIâm here, Y/N. Iâm all yours,â he breathes out before his lips smash against yours all wet and hard, but itâs the most heavenly feeling youâve ever experienced.
You become a mess, tangled in each other, lips melting together as your hands explore naked limbs and torsos, bodies pressing tightly against each other shamelessly. Harry walks you backwards until your back hits the cold tile and you let out a whimper as you arch your back at the sudden feeling, just as his head dips down, lips attacking your neck, kissing and nibbling on the soft skin. Your light leg lifts as his hands wander down your thigh, your hips pressing together and you feel how hard he is, his cock pushed against your other thigh, making you moan at the feeling. Reaching down you blindly wrap a hand around the base, giving him a few slow pumps, earning a guttural growl from him before his lips return to yours, kissing you hard and filled with passion. His hands are all over you, on your thighs, ass, back and chest, as if he was mapping your whole body wanting to remember how every inch feels under his touch.
Without tearing his lips away from yours, he blindly reaches behind him, shutting the water off before urging you to jump into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist. He carries you out of the shower, placing you to the counter next to the sink as he stands between your legs, his hands once again finding your breasts as they knead them, making you whimper and shake under his touch. Itâs euphoric and addictive, you already know you wonât be able to go a day without feeling him against you like this.
âBed?â he breathes out against your mouth and you nod eagerly. Reaching to the side he grabs a towel, wrapping it around you, tapping and squeezing you to dry you off, throwing fits of giggles when you grab it and wrap it around his body as well.
The towel falls to the floor abandoned and forgotten as he lifts you off the counter and brings you to the bed, laying you down and holding himself up above you with one arm. His other hand cups your cheek and turning your head you kiss his palm gently, eyes glued to his as he settles between your legs.
âAre you sure about this?â he breathes out, his lips dancing against your cheek and the corner of your mouth.
âYes! Harry, please!â you beg with a whimper, your whole body aching to feel him inside you.
âIâve got you, Iâve got you, love,â he kisses you as his hand leaves your heated face, runs down your naked body until his fingers reach your throbbing clit.
He slides two digits through your already wet folds, but just to work you up even more he starts drawing circles on your bud, turning you into a whimpering mess underneath him. Your fingers dig into the lean muscles on his back, feeling them twitch from his movements and one hand sliding down to his ass, grabbing a handful of him while pushing him closer to you, his erection pressing against your core.
âHarry, I need you!â you moan, not able to contain yourself any longer. You need to feel him, you need him as close as possible.
Reaching over to your nightstand you grab a condom from the drawer, ripping the package open with your teeth before you carefully grab his erection and roll the condom down his length, ready to finally feel him inside you.
He flicks his fingers on your clit one last time before his hand wraps around the base of his cock, giving it a few pumps while his soft lips kiss down your jawline and throat, his face hiding in the crook of his neck. Your arms circle around his shoulders, your chest heaving from the sensation as he positions himself just right, the tip teasing your hole. Harry lifts his head up, his bright eyes finding your gaze just as he sinks into you, filling you up perfectly.
âH-Harry! Fuckââ you gasp at the feeling, your walls stretching around his thick cock as he stays still for a few moments, letting you adjust to his size.
You draw your legs up, giving you more space to go deeper as he starts thrusting, sliding in and out of you oh so perfectly, inching you closer to your relief with each movement. You cup his face in your hands, staring into his eyes as if you could see his soul in them and for a split second, you feel like you actually do. His lips are parted and the cross pendant is grazing your chest while he fucks into you, never falling out of his rhythm.
You want to beg to him not to stop, to keep moving and moving, but no words can leave your mouth as your back arches, your orgasm building up in the pit of your stomach. You start grinding your hips in sync with his, allowing him to reach deeper into you, making your toes curl from pleasure.
âHarry, Iâm gonnaâI-Iâm gonnaâAh!â You canât make up one coherent sentence as your legs start shaking, feeling your orgasm taking over your body.
âI know, baby. Let it go. Let me make you feel good,â he pants, his lips kissing you everywhere he can reach, your lips smashing against each other in a messy kiss, your tongue meeting his in the middle just when you reach your high.
You moan and cry out his name, fingers digging into his flesh as you chase your release. Seeing you fall apart underneath him is enough to throw him over the edge, spilling himself into the condom as his mouth hangs agape, your name falling off his tongue as if it was the holiest glorification. Combing your fingers through his hair you hold him to your chest as he collapses on top of you, his head lying on your naked chest as you both try to catch your breath in the sudden silence that came over you without the sounds of your passion.
Rolling off of your body he slips out of you, an empty feeling taking over you right away, but he is quick to cradle you into his arms to keep the intimacy. You lay your head to his chest, a thin layer of sweat covering the both of you, but you couldnât care less. You listen to his steady heartbeat as you draw one of the swallows on his chest with your finger, running it over the lines of the ink. You want to soak in the moment and stay in it for as long as possible, but you can barely keep your eyes open. As Harryâs fingers are gently running up and down your bare back you let your eyes close and the last thing you remember is hearing his soft whisper.
âDonât worry, baby. Iâll keep you safe.â
You wake up without an alarm in the morning and itâs the first time for that in a long-long time. You stir and groan before you open your eyes, your hands reaching out next to you, looking for the man that was next to you when you fell asleep, but thereâs nothing and no one beside you now.
Panic rises in your chest as your eyes pop open and you frantically look around in the room, hoping to see him somewhere near, but youâre alone.
âHarry?â you call you as you sit up, holding the sheets to your chest since youâre still naked. No answer comes and you can feel your heart rate rising instantly.
Getting out of bed you grab the nearest clothing item you find which is an old hoodie, and you put on a pair of clean panties before you carefully walk out of the bedroom, afraid of what you might find outside, but itâs completely silent and still, no one is around. Harry has left.
âFuck,â you breathe out, feeling the lump in your throat growing as tears are forming in your eyes.
Where did he go? Why did he leave? Is he coming back? Is he gone forever?
You canât stop yourself from going into depth you shouldnât, just because you donât find him first thing in the morning, but you still havenât entirely recovered from last nightâs events and before you could stop yourself, you are thinking about the worst possibilities there could be.
And then you hear the lock turning in the front door.
Blood rushes out of your head as you freeze, afraid itâs another attacker and this time you wonât be as lucky as you were last night. But as the door opens Harry walks in with a paper bag in his arm and you canât help, but start sobbing at the sight of him.
âHarry!â you cry out, launching at him and he barely have time to put the bag down before he catches you, locking you in his strong arms.
âHey! No need to worry, itâs just me!â he soothes softly, his hands running up and down your back and head. âIâm sorry I scared you, just wanted to get you something to eat, baby,â he murmurs, kissing the side of your head as you try your best to hold back your sobs.
âI just woke up alone and I thoughtâŚâ
âIâm sorry, baby. I shouldnât have left while you were sleeping. But Iâm back and Iâm alright.â
You just nod, hugging him a little longer before you loosen your hold around him to lean back and look him in the eyes.
âSo⌠youâre staying? With me?â
âIf you want me to, yes,â he nods with a soft smile as he cups your tear-soaked face in his hands. âIâll keep you safe and sound and Iâll be whatever you need me to be.â
âJust be yourself and⌠be with me,â you shyly ask him and he nods, his smile growing into a wide grin before he leans down and captures your lips in a sweet, intoxicating kiss.
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â HAIKYUU BOYS HAVING A TEA PARTY WITH YOUR DAUGHTER
ft. timeskip!miya atsumu, bokuto koutaro, oikawa tooru, kuroo tetsuro, iwaizumi hajime
note: female reader âźď¸ watch me write about dad!haikyuu all the moments I didn't have with my own sperm donor
MIYA ATSUMU after a long day at work, you were coming home a little more late than usual and as you were opening the door with a sigh, the first thing you listen is âPEASANT, DO NOT TOUCH THE QWEEN CWONâ, yeah thatâs definitely your daughter and your pretty sure that the âpeasantâ is your, oh so-called husband. Curiosity took the best of you, now you were behind your daughterâs door listen carefully what atsumu was saying to her, âWHATYA MEANT PEASANT? I WANNA WEAR A CROWN TOO YA KNOW!â your daughter gasps in disbelieve, âdaddy, mom is da queen, Iâm da princess and yer the peasant! And clearly, mommy isnât here so donât touch her cwon!â One thing you know is that you wouldnât like to see and hear a screaming match between the peasant and the princess in question, thinking that stepping in is the best option, you said âwhatâs the matter in here?â, next thing you know, your daughter with his big brown eyes that she got from her father, comes running at you, screaming âmomm- I mean queen! Yeah, queen! yer just on time for the tea party, this peasant needs to learn some mannersâ you picked her up, enjoying the way her little arms go around your neck, âyeah? What did dada do this time?â while her face is on your neck, she tells you with a whisper âpsss mom, he is not dad now, remember is tea party timeâ and now with her voice a little more loud she announces to you what he did âhe wanted to use ya cwon! Â Literally had to scream at him cause of that! Peoples this time are onbelivabolâ the las part coming with a sigh, âugh I now right? Why donât we teach him some manners then?â After a little thinking, your daughter tells you âuh-huh! Yer right my queen, now I will leave to the bathroom and come back to continue this celebrationâ. While she leaves, atsumu comes at you with a back hug asking if ya really taking her side? with a low tone, so you replied with âof course Iâm taking her side, sheâs a child, our child in factâ atsumu looks at you with big eyes and tells you âshe is right, people these times are onbelivabol but I still love you my queenâ, now facing him, noses and foreheads touching each other you whisper to him âI love you to my peasantâ and after a little chuckle you continue âthank you so much for thisâ.
 BOKUTO KOUTAROU he always had tea parties with his daughter on Mondays after his volleyball practice with the MSBY. He couldnât go to last week's party because of an away game, and he was devasted and promised her little princess that he would get her something. Now he is coming home from the airport with three Elsa dresses, one for his precious child, the other for his precious wife, and the last one for him, it was very difficult to find one of his size cause of his beefy body, but if he promises his little girl something, he is gonna make it without a doubt. âHEY HEY HEY! GUESS WHOS HOMEâ he screams while putting his suitcase down âHEY HEY HEY DADDY! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! MOMMY IS MAKING DINNER WHILE I PREPARED OUR SUPER DUPER EXTRA TEA PARTY!!â he picks her up with one arm, making his way to the kitchen to involve you in a hug with the arm he had free âwe missed you, kouâ snuggling into his neck, and while his arm tightens around you he replies with a soft tone âmissed my two girls too, so muchâ he puts her daughter on the floor again and tells her âmissy I have a surprise for our tea party, why donât you finish the preparations and then mom and I are gonna go there with dinner? Sounds good?â whit a little nod she answers with âyeah dada, that sounds goodâ. After hearing her enter her room you ask your husband what did he get for her, and when he tells you he didnât get one, not two but three princess dresses youâre over the moon, the fuck youâre going to do with three dresses? you donât question him and keep cooking as if you wouldnât have to put on a frozen show in less than half an hour. âBABY IM COMING TO YOUR ROOM WITH HOT FOOD, BE CAREFULLâ the little girl sees you in all your glory, with the most beautiful Elsa dress she ever saw âMAMA, WHY YOU DIDNT TOLD ME ELSA LET YOU BORROW HER DRESS? YOU'RE SO PWETTY!â laughing a little at her comment you decide that it was the best to tell her is a secret between adults, excited to see her reaction when her dad comes to her room with the same dress on him and a little one for her. âIM COMING IN!â your husband yells and your daughterâs eyes are the bigger you ever saw them, running like the flash to steal the dress that was in his dad's hands. âDaddy, that dress is so pwetty on you, and there's one for me! We are all matching! And now we are gonna have our four curse, ugh no, cruse, ump corse, mommy how do I say it?â, âcourse darling, four meal course. Now dada, why donât you come to eat with us this fancy dinner?â after nodding and making his way to the both of you, bokuto thinks he is gonna ask for another kid one of these days.
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So as I said I would like to make a post as to why Iâm thinking about deleting this account before like I said I was dead set on it but now Iâm not sure but here are a few reasons for why Iâm contemplating it
Number one Im really wishy washy one moment Iâll be so confident in a plot or a story but as I post it I feel like itâs not good enough or I could have done better than I start getting these irrational thoughts like itâs bad or embarrassing and finally I get to the point where I stop writing (hints my 40 drafts)
Another reason is feeling like I have to rush something out even though no one demands me to write and post for some reason I feel obligated or Iâm gonna lose readers if I donât like I said I know Iâm the only one that feels that way buts itâs a big hindering point for me
Something else is when I donât get many comments or asks I feel unimportant like I put a lot of time work and effort for little feedback which is once again all in my head cause you all are literally the best and even if I had just one follower that enjoyed my writing Iâd continue for them cause the joy I feel when someone tells me that my writing makes their day is immeasurable
Also I really donât have any friends on here like thereâs no one that I talk to or have connected with and that plays into another on of my problems is that it may seem stupid but I miss my older readers not saying I donât like my new followers just as much but itâs different when you kinda get to know someone and then theyâre are just gone which also makes me feel like a hypocrite cause Iâm literally thinking about leaving
Anyways it all sounds really ridiculous if you think about it I mean I just made this account to write but I didnât know what others things Iâd encounter here but the best way I can describe it is I feel lonely and I think that was one of the main reasons for my lack of motivation but I canât blame anyone cause you all have lives going on and they donât stop just cause someone posts a fic on tumblr
So those are the more app base problems that I have but as for life in general itâs been really tough all around when I made this account I was only part time but as months went by people from my job quit so I was able to pick up more hours and more hours means more money now typically forty hour jobs are the norm but for me itâs been really tough cause I got hired in October (the day before heeseungâs birthday lol hehe anyways) and my immune system is very weak so I was shifting between first and third shift till October so you could imagine what that was like and itâs still not that much better because of this I donât eat on proper schedule cause I get home and im so tired I just fall asleep and miss dinner leaving only one meal a day which is lunch with all that being said Iâve lost a significant amount of weight and energy overall so I think that also has a lot to do with my mental status Iâve really just been completely out of it today I was just on auto pilot and it felt terrible cause I had no control over how I feel
I have a lot of emotional stress and family issues that are really bad but I will not talk about that here I typically take out my stress by working and doing things which is the worst way to cope cause my body can not take all the stress I endure nor my mind Iâll usually workout or work extra hard and push myself beyond the limit cause somehow that makes me feel hopeful and motivated to not give up itâs weird but it works
Itâs also weird to talk about this here but I feel everyone deserves an explanation for why I feel like leaving
A big problem of mine Iâm a huge people pleaser like to an extent thatâs almost troubling so I always try my best to accommodate everyone and guess who that leaves on the back burner
Me
And thatâs a big problem cause I should always put myself first but I didnât as I stated before I wrote two of my favorite stories âpopcornâ and âangelâ angel took ten hours while popcorn took about seven âtrain ride homeâ also falls into the category of works I made in just one day I was so excited to post them for everyone hoping it would get a good response and to please my readers at the expanse of me using my whole day off just to write one fic
Overworking has been my downfall since I can remember like I mentioned some time ago I work till the point of satisfaction I push myself to the limit to test myself even if I know I can do it I still have to put my body under some type of physical pain until Iâm satisfied an example of this would be a few years ago I used to do sprinting I still do just not as often but I was so driven to beat my previous record that I was out till midnight I ran the same course too many times to count so many times I gave myself a cramp and still kept going I didnât stop until I beat my record with a cramp and all
This leads me to my stubbornness I just canât stop even with writers block I continually try to write stories thatâs why I didnât feel like taking a break was an option cause if I know myself Iâd just go back and back time and time again in the past I mentioned taking breaks but I never really did I just didnât post for awhile behind the scenes I was still in fact writing
After awhile I think the positive feedback really kept me wanting to post something about the notifications was almost like an addiction so I kept posting and posting till I eventually went through everything all my plots and ideaâs poof gone but I still wanted to please everyone so I continued to post even when I felt it was sub par
I only have a few works Iâm proud of but I still beat myself up cause they could have been better overall itâs just I donât know how to explain it or whatâs going on it even feels strange to me one minute Iâm up next minute Iâm down I think thereâs a lot of things to attribute this to such as my lifestyle and just getting older but who really knows
Ultimately the biggest reason is I just feel like Iâm not good enough I think thatâs what it really boils down to unfortunately I know Iâm way too hard on myself and itâs really not this deep but I canât help it I wanted to share this with everyone to let you know that I really tried my best
And when my best isnât good enough I canât help but feel disappointed with myself Iâm a perfectionist as well so that doesnât help my situation in conclusion Iâm having a mental battle with myself I think if I can get in tune with my body and mind I could come back stronger and better but as of right now thatâs going to take all my effort I am currently working on all these problems I mentioned
Even though it was very tough for me to share my mind with the world it has also been healing and a great experience at times Iâm glad thereâs a platform for like minded people to meet without any judgement and hostility Iâm greatful to everyone who has followed my tumblr journey all I can say is I love you allđ¤
Sincerely your hee simp president
#feels a little better to say a few of these things#but as I mentioned saying how I feel is so fucking hard bro#i keep my emotions to myself for so long I donât know how to let them out and that fucking sucks big man ass tbhđ¤Ł#if you made it to the end thank you for your time#once again I love you all so muchđ¤#the time I spent with everyone here was the absolute best just a reminder that you are all amazing all twelve hundred and fifty of you đ¤
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SEXUALLY DRIVEN
summary : in which, thereâs a first time for everything.
warning : first time writing smut, donât laugh.
paring : edward nygma x black!reader
you had a mid-day shift today, which meant your favorite co-worker amanda was going to be beside you all day long.
once you walked in for your shift there was quite some time, you were about ten minutes early.
so you and amanda decided to take a smoke break, in the office.
both of you were very giggly, waiting to just spill everything that had happened this week.
âitâs friday!â amanda yelled in a singly song way
âyes girl i know, but i wanna tell you about my date!â you smiled happily, a very wide smile at that
âomg tell me! tell me!â so you told her all about it.
it wasnât too much fun but just being with him made you happy, and being able to make me smile overwhelmed you with joy.
the stupid smile on your face amanda a really sick joke to say to you
âso what, youâre like a little lolita?â
you playfully rolled your eyes and said
âno im not, heâs like thirty-something and iâm twenty!â you laughed as amanda blew some ash off the office table that had fallen from your cigarette
âyeah but in your mother's eyes if she saw sheâd be likeâ
and with a swift motion, she took the cigarette out your mouth and said
âlook at ya, [name]! just a whore like ya motha, a little lolita arenât ya?â bursting out laughing you playfully pushed her
she handed you back your cigarette, but not without taking a quick swig
âface it [name], iâm right! youâre like his little lolita fantasy except, you do drugs and drink.â
you both laughed for a good couple of minutes
âalright alright enough jokes ams, you arenât much better!â
you shouted playfully, your co-workers who shift was nearly over could probably hear you
âoh yeah yeah, me and sean only have like a two-year difference!â
âyeah whatever and he's aging like heâs a fucking apple, not good!â
another burst of laughter from you too, a very pissed employee came into the office
âokay, my shift is over! you guys were so loud!â
a giggle from all three of you, you and amanda walked into the main area of the dinner after clocking in
sadly you wouldnât be here for edwards late night pumpkin pie and coffee visits
but the pasta and wine you both had yesterday replayed in your mind
you still had some leftovers so youâd eat that for dinner
you hadn't spoken to him since yesterday, you did wanna seem desperate but you sent him a small text
'hey eddie, hope you're good! i won't be working the night shift today, sorry xx'
a small sad smile on your face as you took table twelves orders, wishing it was edward in front of you rather than this very mysterious looking man
he held his head down and spoke softly, a very low voice and it quivered no matter how many times he cleared his throat
you felt your phone buzz in your pocket, you smiled to yourself hoping it was edward
table twelves ordered a black coffee and a blueberry muffin, good taste you thought
amanda was stary eyed about some long-haired man that walked in and went to her section, now that made you laugh
hours passed while you were working your shift and you hadn't answered edward back, you took a quick smoke break while it was slow
you checked your phone to see you had only two new texts from edward, they both read
'oh okay, gonna be kinda sad tonight.'
'or maybe i could just drop by your place again? please?'
a small frown plastered on your face, you couldn't say no to him
so you decided to call him, you clicked the call button and let it ring
he instantly picked up after the second ring
"hey edward, my shift ends in about an hour, you can come over if you want." you could hear his heaving breathing over the phone
"ok-okay, ill be over in an hour, b-bye!"
and with that you hung up, it was gonna be a long night
after that phone call time went by quickly, and before you knew it
it was time for your shift to end
the walk home was calming, but you couldn't stop thinking about edward
for some reason, you were nervous for him to come over
even though he was there the night before
so caught up in your thoughts you barely noticed you made it home, you rushed inside quickly so you could make sure everything looked good for when he came
maybe it was because he oozed sex appeal to you, but you wanted everything to look perfect
you could get laid today! you thought to yourself with a big smile on your face until you heard the buzzer ring
you made your way over to open the door to let him in, he stumbled inside and you lead him to your couch
"im sorry for falling asleep yesterday, during our date," you said as you sat next to him
"its fine [name], you looked tired" his low voice rung in your ear
"are you a virgin ed?'" a question you didn't mean to slip out, did jesus you were fucked
his face turned a bright bright red, and he covered it with his sweater sleeves
there goes your answer, assuming it was a yes, which it definitely was
"i mean.. i could always teach you eddie ..." now you were the timid one
he nodded his head vigorously, but you needed some sort of verbal consent so you said
"eddie i need to know, do you want to or not?" your soft but stern voice made him look up at you
"y-yeah ... if its okay with you.." you heard all you needed
and with that you drove your lips straight into his, a soft moan coming from his lips
you moved on top of his lap, your lips still connected to his
you hand now in his hair as you slowly rocked yourself on to him, feeling his bulge in between his clothing layers
you could feel him getting needy by the way his lips moaned into yours so you began to kiss down his neck
lowering yourself more and more until you were on your rug kneeling ready to unbutton his pants
"you sure you want this eddie?" and with he nodded excitedly and moaned yes
you began to unbutton his pants and pull down his boxers to let his cock come out
grabbing it in one and, and looking up to him with a smile you started to lower your head
you kitty licked it to get him all worked up, having been a virgin yourself at one point you knew what to do
you opened your mouth widely and put his cock in, letting him take in the warmth
your tongue slowly moving around it, once you understood he was ready you started moving your head up and down. making sure to wrap your hand around what you couldn't fit in your mouth. edward let out a string of moans, putting his hand in your hair and pulling softly.
your warm mouth added to the pleasure, he took his hands out of your hair and held onto the couch cushion
you stopped your movement for a second to see his face, his eyes dazed out looking at you
his neediness got the better of him and he bucked his hips up, making his cock hit the back of your throat. you gagged it had gone so far back, but he seemed to like it as he did it again but this time for longer.
one hand gripping your head into place the other gripping the cushion, it was like paradise.
his eyes tightly shut, the mixture of the warmth and you gagging was enough to send him overboard.
and it did, his cum was thick, making your cheeks puff up. you swallowed his load, a nice smile on your face looking at his calm form. it was like a weight was lifted off his shoulders and his nuts.
you got yourself up from the floor and removed your pants, his eyes wide watching you carefully. your panties dropped right near his foot, you made your way back up to his lap.
"don't go all wide-eyed on me now, we aren't done, sweetheart.."
a soft kiss to his lips as you positioned his cock with your entrance.
"i hope you are ready baby.." you cooed at him as you lowered yourself on
you both moaned, you both barely able to handle each other.
you slowly started to ride him, starting off slow to get it going. small huffs came from you as you adjusted to his size. edward on the other hand was a full mess, his moans loud and him babbling about how tight you are.
"you-you're so tight- ah fuck-" barely speaking in full sentences, his face still a beat color red, just the way you liked it.
"you're so big baby, never knew such a pretty face had this much.." that made him whine, even more, your walls pulsing with excitement
you caressed his face, a firm hold on his cheek as you rode him
"i can't- i need to cum [name]" such a needy boy you thought
sure you hadn't been with many men but he was something new, a need sight for your eyes
"not yet sweetheart, we just started" you playfully whisper in his ear
nibbling on his ear lobe and making your way down to his neck, while picking up your pace. making your way down to his neck, sucking and kissing it, making sure to start the process of some hickeys.
his hands reached out to grab your breast, under your shirt and bra. he shyly started to play with your nipples which made you moan louder than you anticipated.
still, on his neck, you decided to bite down harder making him cry out, to so much in pain but pleasure. that action made his hip buck once again, you could feel him shaking under you.
you came away from his neck and put your forehead on his, and latched your hands to his shoulders. in an attempt to keep him from shaking so much, you started going much faster, the moans strung from both of you like a music box.
your thighs shook, you knew you were very close, you pulled him into a deep kiss. practically shoving your tongue down his throat, moaning into each other's mouths and sweat started to form on his forehead.
you broke the kiss, "im close eddie, are you?" his head slowly nodded against yours
you could feel yourself starting to get undone, a moan escaped from your lips as your walls tightened around edward and he came undone as well. his moan no louder than yours, his shaking form breathing heavily as his cum went into you.
you laid your head on his shoulder and whispered sweet nothings into his ear, your hand running through his hair to move it from his face.
"you did so good for me eddie, thank you so so much." you nuzzled against his shoulder as you felt him calm down.
"do you wanna get washed up with me eddie, you can stay over if you'd like." your soft tone was so close to his ear, he wanted to savor every moment of this
"yeah ... id like that" his hand firmly on your hand, rubbing it up and down.
a/n : SEND ME REQ PLZ
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hey stupid, i love you [MCYT: Dream x GN!Reader]
song: hey stupid I love you by jp saxe
warnings: fluff
im pretty sure i made this an gender neutral as possible but if there is an error lmk thanks bby :*
im in a simpin mood bby
as always, song lyrics in italics
i skipped a couple versus due to repetitiveness oops
this is the one i complained about losing, but it actually worked out bc i like this one better...less wordy
word count: ~2k
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Nothing's wrong, and it's not what I'm used to Oh, does it surprise you too? When it'sâ
simple,â
is it easierâ
than it should be?
"Hey babe, are you okay? You've been quiet today," Dream practically pouted as he asked you. He loved the sound of your voice and while you definitely weren't giving him the quiet treatment, you sure weren't as talkative as you normally are.
"Yeah, I'm good. Just distracted thinking my thoughts." You smiled at him and leaned against him. He looked down at you and pecked your lips. You gave him a sweet kiss back. The smile he gave you made your heart boom. Loving him was as easy as eating a cake (because the usually analogy 'baking a cake' isn't true, its sometimes hard to bake a cake, especially when a hungry streamer keeps trying to eat the batter or start a flour fight).
"Anyway, don't you have a stream with the Dream Team to get ready for? One that starts in," you look at the clock on your phone, "three minutes ago?" The slight panic that crosses Dream's face makes you laugh loud. He gives you another kiss and in less than five seconds has practically launched himself across the house into his recording room. Your laughter follows him the whole way, a smile and blush upon his face.
Nothing's wrong, butâ
when you're not in my arms I send voice notes, youâsendâhearts Andâget quiet, andâI know thatâmeans you miss me
Okay, granted, you were the one to remind him that he was streaming with his friends today and speedrunning, but you didn't expect it to last well over five hours. At the beginning you worked on your classwork for your [college degree of choice]. You got it done quickly, as it was nearing the end of the semester and most professors of yours were laidback and wanted you to study more than write nonsense papers (fictional you, i'm so jealous). Occasionally you would jump in fear when you heard Dream shout, still not used to it after years.
After finishing your classwork, you started cooking dinner. Soup was the vibe for the evening, and you had found a wonderful chicken and dumplings recipe a while ago that you wanted to try. You did have to go to the store for some of the ingredients, but luckily it only took you an hour. You can back and he was still streaming. It took about another hour for dinner to be done. You let it cool and prepared yourself a bowl. You set your laptop up and started watching Dream's stream. Hearing his voice made you miss him, so you pulled out your phone.
Going to the two of y'alls messages, you started making him a voice message.
"Hey baby, I made dinner, so don't play so long it gets cold. I love you! Kick the enderdragon's ass baby! Mwah."
You continued watching him stream, and he took a pause for a minute, his screen not moving from the create a new world screen and his mic muted. A couple seconds later you got spammed with every heart offered in the emoji index times what felt like a thousand.
He continued being quiet for a couple seconds, although he did unmute and continue playing, answering George's and Sapnap's questions of where he went with, "I had to take a message."
You're jealous, you shouldn't be I want you obsessively But I know how complicated it can get When you're not in front of me I know insecurities get in your head
Chat sometimes upset you. Sure, you got Dream, all of him, but sometimes the comments made by some of the more obsessives fans were a bit to much.
'With the way he killed those mobs you know he's got good fingers'
'His voice is hot so he must be'
'Heyo dream baby lemme see them feet'
Okay the last one was more weird, and actually turned out to be a joke from Quackity but anyway moving on.
He was your guy, and he promised himself to you, but sometimes he seemed to have a genuine connection with some of the sweeter and not gross ones. It made you scared that someone, one day, will swoop him off his feet with a comment and heâd leave you for them.Â
But I'm not gonna interrupt if you need to talk about it Roll my eyes, get offended by the way you doubt it You know you're mine, you just forget sometimes So promise me you wonât And you know I'll remind you when you think I don't
The stream ended a little under an hour later. Dream left his recording room, grabbed a bowl of soup, and found you in the living room, lost in thought. He plopped down right next to you.Â
âTalk to me baby.â
âAbout what?â
âAnything and everything.â
âOkay.â Youâre quiet for a bit, despite his offering of listening. He knew you were gonna take him up on the offer, you just needed a bit of time, so he was going to wait patiently. He finished his soup quickly, he was much hungrier than he thought. He put the bowl on the coffee table and before he was all the way leaned back on the couch, you were leaning against him. His arms wrapped around you, your head was tucked in between his head and shoulder, and a blanket covered the both of you. You looked towards the blank tv screen but felt his eyes on you.
âI love you a lot. And I know you love me too, but Iâm afraid Iâm not enough. You have so many options, especially with your popularity online. I donât know what Iâd do if you left me, whether it be for someone else or just because youâre tired of me.â Dream waits for you to stop entirely, with you breathing heavily.
âWell, youâre right about one thing. I do love you, a lot. The rest of it is wrong and Iâll spend the rest of time telling you so.â Dream says, pressing several kisses against your forehead.Â
âYeah I know itâs stupid to feel this way, but my anxiety gets the best of me. Itâs stupid, Iâm stupid.â
âFirst of all, youâre not stupid. Second, hey stupid, I love you.â
Nothing's wrong, I just get in my head too Can you reassure me you, you're still in it? I just wish you could lean in and kiss me
As much as Dream loved you and reassured you, sometimes he would get caught up in his thoughts too. The life of a streamer/youtuber, especially one with as much fame and subscribers as him, was rough. The constant need to feed his fans with entertainment and content, and the need for the content to satisfy his fans was stressful. He hates to admit it, but he some days he spent to much time working and not enough with you. He thinks you would be so much happier with someone without a tight schedule and without a large, intense fanbase. Any random person on the street would be better for you than him, he thinks.Â
When he gets into this headspace, the only thing that grounds him is your lips on his. When you kiss him, the clouds go away and all he can see is your eyes, as bright as the sun, and your smile, which can tempt even the purest.Â
Say nothing's wrong, tell me to settle down You do it better than I've ever known how Won't pull some tricks for attention But could I get a little now?
Now, everyone knows that Dream likes some attention. He especially likes attention from you. Good thing is you also like attention, especially from him. The not so good thing is both of yâall get distracted so bad, itâs almost too funny.
He tends to get your attention by tickling you, whether it be in the comfort of your home or in public. One day, when you guys were walking through town, you stopped at a flower booth and got to talking with the friendly and flirty florist gentleman. It had been a couple minutes, and Dream was really needing some love, but you continued chatting with the florist who was definitely going to ask for your number but you genuinely thought he was just being nice. Dream crept up behind you and placed his hands on your side. You froze for a moment and looked at him, confused. The smirk that crossed his face barely gave you a second to prepare as he tickled your sides. Your laughter filled the street as you turned around as he tickled you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, which got him to stop ticking you, and gave him a kiss. The two of you continued on your way, attached at the hip.
And one day, when you wanted his attention, it was after he was done recording a manhunt with his friends. The actual video had been done for a bit, but they were just fucking around in the minecraft world and talking to each other. You had had a not so nice day, and wanted the crushing weight of your boyfriend on top of you. You crept into his recording room and came to stand right behind his chair. Based on the conversation you could tell he wasnât recording anymore, so you knew it was safe. Your hands started in his hair, trailed down to his face, and slid down his body till your arms were wrapped around him snuggly. Your head was placed on top of his.Â
âWhat are you doing?â he asked, and received no response. Instead, you began aggressively shaking him and the chair, turning it this way and that, making him slightly dizzy. His laughter filled the room, and he quickly ended the call. The two of you spent the next 12 hours cuddled in bed, leaving only for the necessities.Â
You're jealous, you shouldn't be I want you obsessively But I know how complicated it can get When you're not in front of me I know insecurities get in your head
Dream got jealous as well sometimes. You were beautiful and a lot of the time attracted the attention of random passerbyers. Those people, who you donât even know, who lived normal lives where they didnât have to spend every second worried that their face will be revealed to the public and suddenly all their fans from around the world will know what they look like or the general area in which they live, who donât have to obey algorithms and bend to the will of the masses to make sure they get paid enough to live, who could give you a normal and safe life. Every time one looked at you with some attraction, he pulled you a bit closer and kissed you a bit harder.Â
But I'm not gonna interrupt if you need to talk about it Roll my eyes or get offended by the way you doubt it You know you're mine, you just forget sometimes So promise me you wonât And you know I'll remind you when you think I don't
Sometimes, Dream needed to rant. A long, hard, intense, rant. Sometimes it was about how someone accused him of cheating his speedruns. Sometimes it was about how someone said something nasty to him or one of his friends. Sometimes it was about a comment someone made about him or you that got on his nerves. When he needed to talk, you sat there and you listened. You did whatever he needed to get better, whether it was just listen or talk to find solutions. You did it because you know he would do the same for you. And afterwards, a cuddle session was a must.Â
How could you forget? I told you seventeen times before 7 AM I love you How could you forget? I told you seventeen times
The morning after rough days were one of the bests. Arms tangled together, legs tangled together, everything tangled together, no one able to tell where one started and the other ended. Lazy kisses pressed to faces, hands, necks, any part of skin the lips could touch. One particular morning you woke up earlier than he did. A quick kiss against his cheek woke him up, and he gave you the most love filled smile any man could do.
âHey stupid,â you said, âI love you.â
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hiihi !! ive been loving all the stuuf yoube been wirting latley its so good :^D i ws wondering if i ciuld have some hcs ,or just a onrshot either or i dont mind, of reader geeting sick and mumza nd dadza take care of them ?? bc i lovr mr and mrs minecraft <33 liek like reader like "ahh im finr mr minecraft" and they have 102° fever Nd have a runny nose and mr minecatft is liek "mmm no i dont thnik so m8" nd yaeh !! they/them pronouns but i thnk uve benn doing that arleady - :^) anon
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hiihi !! ive been loving all the stuuf yoube been wirting latley its so good :^D i ws wondering if i ciuld have some hcs ,or just a onrshot either or i dont mind, of reader geeting sick and mumza nd dadza take care of them ?? bc i lovr mr and mrs minecraft <33 liek like reader like "ahh im finr mr minecraft" and they have 102° fever Nd have a runny nose and mr minecatft is liek "mmm no i dont thnik so m8" nd yaeh !! they/them pronouns but i thnk uve benn doing that arleady - :^) anon
:^) anon my beloved;;;;; i love your brain. this could go two ways depending on whether youâre staying with phil or if you guys are online so i went with your staying with him. i also did a one shot but if you want hcs i hv no problem writing some :) i hope this is good!
cw: cursing
mumza and dadza take care of you:
 it had finally happened. while covid wasn't fully over just yet, many had gotten the vaccine and conventions were opening up again. which meant two things: meetups and twitchcon. finally, you could meet some of your supporters and see your friends.
 âmom, are we almost there?â your mom was driving you to the airbnb youâd be staying at with a few of the other dream smp members. at first, you assumed youâd all be staying in separate hotel rooms. but, this way, you could spend more time with friends, save money, and your mom wouldnât have to be with you the whole time. there had already been many long conversations between philza and your mom to make sure youâd be safe staying with everyone.
 âyes, sweetie. almost there. weâre just two minutes closter than when you asked earlier.â ok, sue you, maybe you were a bit excited. but really, who could blame you? making in person friends had never been easiest, so the majority of your friendship were with people online. not being able to see or meet anyone for so long had been excruciatingly painful.Â
 within ten minutes, you had finally arrived at the airbnb. quickly jumping out you ran to the door, obnoxiously ringing the doorbell. through the door, you heard an accented voice yell out, âiâm coming, iâm coming!â. at this point you were springing up and down on your tippy-toes, ready to spring out of your skin.
 the door opened and you were greeted by a very tired and annoyed looking wilbur, âhello?â.
` Â âWILBURRRR!!!â you were screaming in his face (unintentionally), waking him up from his drowsiness. you launched yourself in his arms, not paying attention to your motherâs bewildered expression. you quickly let go of him and shoved past him, âiâm gonna go say hi to everyone!â distantly you heard wilbur begin to talk to your mother, explaining what you guys were doing.
 while running around you said hi to tommy, tubbo, ranboo, eret, fundy, niki, techno, phil and kristin. the others were either staying in another airbnb or in their own hotel rooms. after about thirty minutes, wilbur had finally stopped talking to your mom.
 âyes, maâam. i can promise you theyâll be completely safe. you have absolutely nothing to worry about.â wilbur was calmly talking with your mother, looking more and more tired by the minute.
 âalright. thank you.â your mother called you over. âcome give me a hug and say bye!â slowly dragging your limbs over, you let her hug you. behind you you could hear wilbur and phil laughing at you.
 âbye momâŚâ she was holding onto you tightly, petting down your hair.
 âoh, sweetie, i love you so much. iâm so happy you found something you're passionate about and made so many lovely friends while doing so.â as much as you loved your mom, the small snickers behind you were getting quite embarrassing. you could hear that tommy had joined in on the laughing.Â
 â... i love you too, mom. can you let go now?â you tried pulling back, but all she did was pull you closer.
 âoh, but i just donât wanna let you go. i love you so much, you know that right?â
 âi know, mom. i love you too. but youâve gotta get home and i have to unpack and get ready for meeting with fans tomorrow.â you finally got her to pull away, âi love you mom, okay? thank you for letting me do this.â
 âoh, i love you too, sweetie.â and with that, your mom left. after watching her pull out of the driveway and down the street, you whipped around.
 ânot. a. single. word.â you stared dead in the boyâs eyes, seeing just how much wilbur was about to burst out laughing.
 âwhat? personally, i think itâs very sweet.â tommy was smiling, purposely pissing you off. âso sweet, how much your mom loves you.â
 âshut your fucking mouth, tommy.â you stared deadpan at him and began walking inside and over to the kitchen.
 âwhat? i didnât say anything wrong! i was just simply commenting on your very, very sweet relationship with your mother.â
 kristin moved forward to talk to you, âfor what itâs worth, i do thing you hae a very sweet relationship with your mom.â
 âthank you. youâre the only good one in this house, kristin minecraft.â with that she laughed, and you all continued on with your evening. after staying up late watching old youtube videos, you all went to bed. in the morning you would have your first day of three at twitchcon, meeting fans and other creators alike.Â
 for around 10 hours, you stood in booths signing fanart, prints, notebooks, and the like. meeting so many different people was eye opening, just learning who supported you. at the end of the day everyone went to a restaurant to eat dinner after so long.
 âthis food⌠is so⌠fucking good.â
 âagreed.â you and the rest of the so-called âbench trioâ were eating at what wilbur had deemed the âkiddy tableâ. after eating so much food you were all tired. the rest of your friends had already left, walking back to the airbnb. when it was finally time to leave the restaurant, it was pouring rain.
 âWHY IS THE RAIN SO COLD ITâS LITERALLY SUMMERâ
 after running home you had gone to sleep while the others had changed and taken showers. after sleeping for around ten hours, you had finally woken up. frankly, you felt like dogshit. you could barely breathe out of your stuffy nose and your head felt like it had been shoved full of wet cotton balls.
 instead of staying in bed, you got up and tried to get ready. on the way downstairs to get food and see who was making so much noise, you fell face first down the stairs. âowwwwwâŚâ
 hearing a ruckus, phil and kristin left the kitchen, where they were making pancakes. âholy shit! are you alright, mate?â
 pushing phil over, kristin walked over to you, âobviously theyâre not okay phil! the poor kid is lying on the floor.â
 slowly getting up, you try to reassure both of them that youâre okay. âno, no, no, donât worry. i am perfectly okay.â while you donât know exactly how you sound, based on the expression on philâs face, you don't think you sound very good.
 âuh, yeah, how about no. you sound like youâve draken a whale bottle of vodka.â phil walked over to you and grabbed you by the arm, trying to hold you up.
 âiâm fineeeeâ
 âno, your fucking not. youâre burning up.â phil looked at you, angrily. âyou need to go to bed.â
 âbut i donât wannaaaaa. i feel fineeee.â you felt like crying, for absolutely no reason. with that, you passed out on the floor.
 phil and kristin somehow managed to get you back up the stairs and into bed. once you were safely in your room, with no risk of cracking your skull open, phil took your temperature. âmate, your temperature is at nearly 102°. youâre lucky i donât take you to a hospital.â he started at you, disapprovingly.
 âiâm sorryyyyy dadza. are you mad at me?â in your deluded state you pouted at him, like a child.
 âno, iâm not mad at you. just disappointed. you shouldâve known not to do that. youâre old enough to know when youâre sick.â he stared at you with a disapproving look.
 âbut thatâs even worseeeeeeâ you felt like balling your eyes out. out of embarrassment, you tried to hide under your blanket. âcan you tell mumza iâm sorry for worrying her?â
 above you, you heard phil laugh. âitâs not that big a deal, kid. iâm just upset. you couldâve seriously hurt yourself. i was worried.â
 âyou were worried about me? awwwww, i love you too dadza.â you moved your head out of the blankets, smiling at him with dried tears and sweat on your face.
 âyeah, yeah. now shut up and go to bed.â
 kristin walked in, hearing what he said. âphil, donât bully the kid. they already feel like shit.â out of the corner of your eye, you saw her look over to phil and smile at him.
 âiâm not doing anything, swear on my life!â he put his hands up in defense of himself, making you laugh.
 turning away from him, she directed her next question towards you. âhow you feeling, kid? took quite a tumble there.â she smiled at you and ushed your hair out of your face.
 âiâm sorry for worrying youuuuuu. i love you, mumza. promise.â
 laughing, she leaned down to kiss you on the head. âlove you too, kid. now, want me to sit with you and we can all watch some netflix or something?â
 you silently nodded and the two of them joined you on the bed, not caring very much if they got sick. after not even an hour, you all passed out.
 a few hours later, everyone returned back from the convention. letâs just say wilbur now had some very valuable blackmail.
hope you like it! this was so wholesome i- wfowcsjvri
i want parents like dadza and mumza now
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Authors Notes âĄ: WHEW I LOVED THIS I had a time trying to come up with an idea and then it hit me : a princess being saved by fantasy au! Dabi. Iâm still nervous with my smuts but heh I enjoyed this a whole bunch to write . Dabi is my favorite villain and I just love him so much, I tried to make him a soft inside and hard outside man in this , I Had fun for our free for all collab and I hope I help give it just a fun twist to fantasy and Halloween spirit ~ I hope you enjoy reading this and much as I did writing it ~ bunny âĽ
Warnings :UH NSFW! Demon dabi has two dick (and their thick) , pet names, unprotected sex , a tad bit of a size kink? , a bit fluffy at the end but I think thatâs it!
Word count : about 2k give or take!
Paring(s) :Dabi x F! Reader
Even with this being NSFW I had to make it a soft fluffy ending Iâm sorry âĄ
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Enchanted flames
Dabi
âIf you have found this letter the Princess of Yuei needs your help. Meet me in the Enchanted Woods tomorrow night. Ill escape with you if you can save me from the proposed wedding - Princess [ ]â
With a sigh [. ] dropped the letter out of her window hoping someone, anyone , could save her from the doom that awaited her from an arranged marriage that had been planned from her kingdom to be to the neighboring ones prince, a smaller and very...purple hot headed boy by the name of Mineta who was unsavory for a lack of words. Sighing as she watched the paper fall she secretly wished her type of prince would come save her from this hell she expected.
As the night approached she slipped past her guards, telling them she was going out for air in her garden. The two towering men who looked down at her agreed, moving at the way to let the young woman past them and out into the halls, her dress dragging behind her as she headed out the giant doors to her garden. Taking in a breath she climbed over the perfectly managed hedges andddd off into the forest adjacent to the castle, roaming through the woods to her chosen spot to hopefully meet someone who could save her.
âHello there little sheep, you called for help, correct?â A low, raspy voice called out as [ ] turned around , looking into the dark abyss in front of her. â Hello? Helloooo? Who's there?â the girl called out as she heard something heavy land behind her. Turning to her right she saw bright blue eyes look back at her from the shadows. Before she could react a rather warm hand covered her mouth as the person or thing dragged her throughout the woods , the two of them slipping into the night. As soon as [ ] woke up her eyes adjusted to a dark but brightly lit and beautiful chasm, cyan and turquoise crystals of all types surrounded the room as she felt intense heat from everywhere around her. Standing up on shaky legs she felt eyes on her from behind. Letting out a deep breath she turned only to run into a barely covered chest.
Looking up from the revealed purple and pale skin , she saw those same blue eyes , lit with curiosity. âAh you're awake..welcome little sheep to my...well..living quartersâ The mystery man spoke as [ ] blinked at him, a grin spreading over his face as he continued to speak âWell i guess the princess doesnt know she isn't in her little castle anymore. Haven't those guards of yours realized they can't leave royalty alone or guys like me come along and take them out of their cute little homesâ He said as [ ] gave him a suspicious look , her own thoughts taking over her face as a sense of calm rested over her features âOhhh so you're the one who found my note..â She said as he gave her an unreadable look , soon walking away to leave the girl in her own world. âI guess he didâ she thought to herself as she heard the male come back, a pile of things in his hands. âHere; a change of clothes and something to eat. I tried to be gentle taking you out of those dreaded castle grounds and through the woods but your dress isnt the smallest thing in the worldâ he said as [ ] let out a giggle , picking up the dark shirt and skirt he had given her along with the meal : some type of rice and meat with soup. Before she could ask the man answered âNo i didnt steal it, i told you this is my home , its only natural id have something in this god forsaken place to eat.â He said as he pointed down the cave. âTheres a waterfall ahead if youd like to freshen up there.â And with that [ ] walked down the empty carved walls, finding the waterfall he was talking about.
Once she was finished getting cleaned and dressed she headed back the way she went, seeing the male now cloaked in a dark cape , fiddling with a pile of wood before setting it ablaze with a bright blue flame. âAh i see you're finished , ILl be heading out , i'm gonna find us some more wood so you don't get cold. Theres a pot over there where you can reheat your food and get more if you like.â As he finished he proceeded to get up and head down another pathway, presumingly to the opening of the chasm âWait!â [ ] called out as he stopped, turning to the girl with a questioning look back at her. âYes princess?â he responded to her as she felt a unnatural wave of heat spreading to her face from simply calling her by her actual title. âWhat can I call you? And how long will you be gone?â She questioned. âAw are you worried about me?â He cooed as she puffed out her cheeks âI was just curiousâ She lashed back as the male in front of her laughed , giving her a crooked smile. â The names Dabi, and i won't be gone too long, an hour or soâ Dabi said, giving her a smile as he started to leave again.
âOh yeah , and there's a spare jacket in the back if you get too cold or that fire goes out.â and with that he left [ ] by herself as she finished up the dinner he had made which was exceptionally good, even better than what she tended to have at the castle. While she waited around for dabi to come back , [ ] looked at her royal dress, the red and pinks making her want to revolt as she pushed the fluffy tooled pile up into a blanket of sorts, covering her legs as she sat there thinking about her predicament âI really ran away...but what else can you do when youre gonna be married off to someone years older than you for land and allianceâ she thought with a sigh as footsteps came from behind her , Dabi pulling his hood from his head as he smiled to himself at the girl in front of him âIm back princessâ He declared as she turned to him, giving him a small smile as she stood up, dusting off her dress , coming up to Dabi âSo...whatcha find?â She started as he pulled the bag from behind him , dumping out different goodies for the two of them. An array of food, wood and fresh buckets for water collections. âHere, this is for you tooâ Dabi said as he passed her a well woven balck dress, better than the two piece he had first given her. Taking in a deep breath he spoke up âI didn't want you to struggle with rags , so i got you something a little more comfortable and well...suitable for a run away princessâ and with that she looked up to him and giggled which was heaven to his ears. âWhy thank you Dabi..i'm flatteredâ [ ] said as she took the black dress , running to a hidden corner to change as Dabi smirked âOh boy..what have i signed myself up forâ
Weeks later and multiple posters for the lost princess later, [ ] had a rhythm living with Dabi. They cooked together and he left out to get things from shops ans out in the woods. Word spread that the princess had been stolen and the ugly grape himself had put a reward out for her safe return. Unknown to everyone she was quite content with the dark demon mage Dabi and his home in the woods. He explained the chasm as his work space, a place he could hone in on working with his flames and different elixirs that people needed. He was a half breed of human and demon, his father ridding of him to hide his affair with an otherworldly being, to keep the peace of his people and the overworld people as well. He really wasnât a bad man, just someone who stayed in the shadows and kept to himself. And [. ] âs heart went out to him, as his did out to hers as she explained her own situation. âWell damn sweetheart at least i saved you hm?â Dabi said as the two of them laughed together about their lives and what they'd like to change.
As the night drew on and they had their fair share of drinks and food that night âThank you Dabi..for everythingâ [ ] said randomly as they relaxed by the fire he had started , [ ] wrapped into the oversized fur Dabi made her as the male laid against a log watching the tired girl mumble to him. She gave him a sleepy smile once he put his warmed hand on her face. âYou're cute yknow...i'm not gonna let anyone get to you okay?â He said as she shook her head, moving herself closer to him , laying her head on his lap as he rubbed her head until she fell asleep, him soon realizing he was in love with the rogue princess in his lap.
As the next month rolled around , the princess and her demon mage had started a loving relationship, the two of them growing fonder and fonder of eachother. [ ] noticed that Dabi had tried avoiding being around her when she was fresh from the shower or even roaming too close behind her, he even took more time to come home with more ingredients or even sleep opposite to her. She didn't understand the switch from wanting to hold and hug her to avoiding her all day. One day she was able to catch and trap him with her. âYes princessâŚ?â Dabi ased as [ ] crossed her arms around her chest , the simple movement making him turn from her. âDid I..do somethingâŚ?â She asked, her eyes bouncing between his as the turquoise she learned to love ignited with heat.
âOh no doll...you haven't done a thing but make me want you even more..â
And with that comment her eyes widened. âWhat..?â She questioned. And with that Dabi picked the smaller girl up, pinning her to a crystal wall as she gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck.âDabiâŚâŚ.?â [ ] called out as he started to kiss her neck ,running his rougher hands up the soft flesh of her thighs. âI think i'm in love with you doll..youve been invading my head or a while and all i can think about is making your cute little body want me the burning way i want you...I wanna make you cry out for me all night long...make you mines forever.....is that okay?â He whispered in her ear. With a shudder she agreed , letting him kiss the swells of her brest as he gave her a lopsided smile, picking her up and taking her to a pile of pelts and wool they made into a bedroom to rest in. Placing her down lightly he towered her , taking off his vest to reveal his toned and scarred body âYoure quite a beauty yknow...im glad you trust meâŚâ He said with a smile as [ ] herself smashed her lips against his, cutting off his mushy talk. With a groan he pushed her dress up , letting her breast bounce out from the top. Pulling away from the kiss she helped him take off the dress over her head. With a shy smile [ ] covered ehrslf and laid back, spreading her legs lightly to expose her glistening lips to him
âWell damn, i havent even toughed you yet and youre this wet..what a little slut you areâ
He growled out as he leaned back over to give her a kiss , pulling her lower lip as he licke dhis was down between her legs, giving her clit a hard suck as she whinned , closing her legs over his head as he slurped away at her pussy, making sure to watch her through hooded eyes, a tail whipping from behind him as a pair of horns appeared from atop his head, one mangled and cracked the other long and curled âSurpriseâ Dabi called out as his voice dropped octaves, it coming out as a low rumble as [ ] felt her walls clench at the sound , a chuckle coming from him. Going back to slurping and sucking on her labia and clit , Dabi watch with glee as the gilr under him started to shake, her hips rolling back to his mouth as he bit lightly down on her lips and pulled away from her , laughing at her pleas and whimpers âTurn sound baby and let me show you how much i love youâ Dabi said , watching as [ ] rolled over arching her hips back as he smacked her ass, loving the moan she let out. Pulling down his pants he pulled his throbbing member out, rubbing it hard against her clit as she felt her heart jumped at the feeling of how thick he was. All of a sudden she felt hands pull her cheeks apart as a finger rub around the tight rings of her ass. With a gasp she looked back to see not one but two swinging dicks between the burning up male, a feral look in his eyes as he let a low rumble come from his chest â Sorry babygirl..when I change there's more than just one of me to deal with, i promise i'll be gentleâ He said as he rubbed her tight muscles just loose enough to put in the tip, her lower lips drooling as he slid his true size into her throbbing walls, moans and grunts tearing through the chasm as he pulled his hips back , starting to set a rhythm to his hips. While he picked up the pace, [ ] felt herself being full as the two dicks of his stuffed her. She could help the feeling of her walls getting tighter as she came once then twice and not once did Dabi stop, he laughed as he gave her more and more , pushing himself deeper in her as he let out what sounded like a howl of pain as he doubled in pace, reaching down to rub her clit as she screamed, soon feeling a hot and warm gooey feeling flood her senses. Dabi slowed his hips down as he pulled himself from her ass first, then from her pussy and cum started to leak from her holes.
âShit...im sorry princess I didnt mean to go so roughâŚâ Dabi breathed out as [ ] turned around giving him hr own lopsided smile as she saw him transform backto himself, those turquoise eyes softening as he saw the woman he had fallen for spent out from his own actions. âGeez when you said you were a demon i didnt think it was trueâŚâ She laughed as he scratched th back of his neck âIve never transformed like this around someoneâŚ.especially during sex but that means I trust you a lotâŚ.well doll..let me clean you up and then...we can go fro round two hm?â He smirked as he watched her pussy clench and relase more cum once he said that. âMhm...clean me Dabi then we can have some more fun..â
#my hero academia#bnha#boku no hero academia#bnha x reader#the circus dome collab#dabi x reader lemon#dabi x reader#dabi smut
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Fighting For You
word count: 1530
request: Hi! Hello! Hey! I saw part of your conversation with the girl that is dating a cop and I was wondering if sheâs okay with it of course, if you could use the âIâm fighting to come home to youâ thing in a Steve x Reader thing?
a/n: this is part 1 of (undetermined) of me trying to finish requests that have been sent in ages ago. IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT AND THE QUALITY. itâs been hard to write but hopefully these will do. this was originally at 100 words, so i added some random subplot to bring up the count and I tried to make it relevant to the story. anyways, this isnât proofread much so please excuse any mistakes.
It had been weeks of radio silence that often left your mind pacing while you tried to go through the day. Everything was gonna be fine.
Those five words became a mantra for the time being since Steve left and while he had warned you that no communication was a possibility on this mission, you still couldnât help but feel anxious that something had gone wrong. Steve was never one to give up.Â
It was a solo mission meaning Natasha, who you trusted to babysit Steve, was currently not with him. Instead she was playing babysitter for you and had now lured you into a personal âmissionâ at the orphanage. The redhead had recently divulged the secret that every Thursday afternoon when she disappeared for hours on end that she wasnât out for a workout regime, but instead visiting the angels who so badly needed some adoration.
That night Steve left for his mission, Natasha had taken you out to dinner and a few drinks led to cries of sorrow and laughter. Tears pricked at her eyes and your own, when Natasha revealed that she didnât want these kids to have an experience such as her years as an orphan. Somehow your conversation of the awful nachos on the bar counter had transferred into what your friend did when she disappeared midweek. When the words spilled from her mouth and she immediately apologized for oversharing, you were quick to reassure her with a fast and unexpected hug that almost knocked over the unsuspecting coffee mugs that had been sitting between you both. The mugs were empty from trying to sober you both up but they seemed to be doing nothing but getting in the way. Natasha never really opened up to you about her past despite almost knowing her longer than Steve, so this little exchange was a milestone in your friendship.Â
Since that crazy dinner, you have been spending your Thursdays with the kids and Nat, putting on a fake smile that would turn genuine just at the sight of the children getting excited to see you. It took your mind off Steve, albeit for a few hours, but that was better than none. The kids always seemed to know what to say to cheer you up and you did the same for them.Â
Last visit, you and Nat were given the privilege of speaking with the teens and this week you were given the opportunity to visit the little ones. More specifically, it was arts and crafts day and only seconds after walking in the door were you elbow deep in macaroni noodles and colorful string.Â
About ten kids clobbered to sit around Nat as she demonstrated the making of macaroni noodles when you noticed a young girl in the corner and a social worker crouched on the ground with her, a lollipop in hand to coax the child. You could see the fear in the young girl's eyes as she clutched the tattered blanket to her chest. Those sweet brown eyes were so sparkly you were sure you wouldâve remembered her which drew you to the conclusion that she was new.Â
You directed two other children to Nat who was currently playing art teacher as you slowly approached the scene in the corner. The social worker looked up at you with a hopeful smile and held out his arms as if saying âall yours.â He handed you the lollipop and quickly explained that she was new before dashing off to help another worker.Â
âHey girly, whatâs your name?â
You opted to sit criss cross on the floor, showing the girl that you planned on staying. She didnât speak but instead turned to the wall. Silence filled the corner and you decided to speak up once more.Â
âMy name is (y/n), and I come here with my friend Nat. Today we were invited to make macaroni necklaces with you! Do you like crafts?âÂ
Some progress was made when you said Natâs name and pointed her out to the child who had now turned to see what you were talking about. She softly shook her head when asked about arts and crafts and you gave a soft smile. Her hand quickly reached up to brush back a strand of short, black hair and you noticed the bracelet on her hand. It was a simple multi colored beaded bracelet that spelt out âVERAâżâ
You reached out to grab her wrist and she complied, placing his arm in your hand.Â
âWow, this is so pretty! Did you make this, Vera?â She nodded her head and quietly began to speak. At this you internally jumped around with joy at such progress.Â
âI like to make bracelets. My mommy used to make them with me, but then she left. Now Iâm all alone.â
Her happy tone had turned dismal and a few tears crawled out of her eyes. Words never seemed to mean much to you, but her story made you choke back a sob. It seemed that the young girl hadnât intended to spill the information, but she did, and now she was vulnerable.Â
âOh Vera, I understand itâs no fun to be alone,â You squeezed her hand lovingly and offered a comforting smile, âMy friend, Steve, he had to leave a few weeks ago and I feel lonely, just like you, but you know what?â
She cocked her head at your question.
âI have other friends who take care of me and donât make me feel lonely. So Vera, why donât we go out and make necklaces. We can go make some friends who will always be for you, hon!â
She was apprehensive to agree but slowly stood and dragged behind you. Nat saw you come over and waved you and Vera to come join the little boy beside her who looked in need of a friend.
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Macaroni necklaces were a success and so was getting Vera to socialize. She made friends with the little boy, Liam, and the two were the chattiest out of the whole bunch. In fact, they both talked so much they tuckered themselves out that you and Nat brought them back to their sleeping quarters with the rest of the children. Natasha stood in the hallway as Vera led you to her cot and proudly showed off her teddy bear that sat in the middle. From a distance Nat could see Vera placing her macaroni necklace around your neck as you crouched down. Vera stood back and proudly eyed her creation before giving you a tight hug.
âDonât worry, your friend will come back.â This statement caused you to be taken aback and luckily Vera was too busy climbing into bed to notice your shocked expression. Â âYou told me you will come back and you are my friend, so I think he will too.â Â Vera continued as she pulled her teddy bear close and you covered her scrawny shoulders with the same fleece blanket that was once used as a makeshift shield. Walking out the darkened room, Veraâs words left you wondering if Steve would ever really come back.Â
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As you and Nat drove home, all thoughts of Steve had momentarily dissipated leaving you with a second of bliss.Â
Not even a moment after your laughter ceased at Natâs story of Liam trying to eat raw noodles, the ringer designated for Steve rang and your shaky hand voluntarily went to answer.
âSteve?â
âHey, love,â Steveâs voice came out in a hushed whisper but a rough chuckle tumbled out with it, âYou sound surprised to be hearing from me?â
âI thought something had happened to you. I-â
You were at a loss of words and Steve seemed to know this.Â
â(y/n), Iâm fighting to come home for you. Never doubt that.â
His words seemed so sweet yet cringe so you could help but make a joke, âWow, I didnât know you were a motivational speaker on the side.â
Steveâs familiar laugh came through the receiver, âSee, that is another reason I want to come home, so I can listen to your terrible jokes!â
Playfully offended you added, âHey! They arenât as bad as yours. I mean dad jokes, câmon you can do better than that Rogers.â
âYeah, yeah. We can settle this debate when I see you tonight.â You could practically hear the smirk in Steveâs voice because he knew darn well that he had just shocked you with this revelation of information. Your silence confirmed this for Captain and he proudly continued on.
âWell, I gotta finish cleaning up here, so Iâll see you for dinner, doll. Love you!â
All you could do was return the affection before hanging up and allowing the enormous smile to finally take over your face as it had been waiting to do so for so long.Â
âSo, what should I wear?â Natasha took her eyes off the road and looked at you with a cheesy grin of her own. For a majority of the ride home, the two of you babbled about Steve like middle school girls on a first date.
Steve never failed to keep a promise to you and he wasnât planning to do so now.
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Cheater!Akaashi x Reader
⧠Summary: (Continuation) Akaashi goes yandere over the reader dismissing him.
âł A/N: Hi hi!! SO many people in my dmâs about this Akaashi cheating scenario! I donât mind writing about it more at all, if anything please feed my imagination because I dont know what to write! ă˝(ಠ_ಠ)ă Checkout my updated Masterlist to see what continuations are in the works!! :) âł Warning: Not a Happy Ending; IM GONNA BE UP-FRONT, THIS ONE IS FUCKED UP - do not read this if any of your triggers involve yandere-like behavior: violence, kidnapping - you have been warned. âł Â Masterlist âł Â Part One âł Â Part Three (NSFW)
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There was nothing, absolutely nothing, that Akaashi could ever say that would let you bring him back into your life. But the setter was intent on getting your attention, often waiting outside your classroom after school or pursuing you during your free period.
Any rumors about the relationship were quelled when Akaashi set the record straight. He would not allow anyone to sully your name, basically telling the nosy president of his fan-club that he was the one who fucked up the relationship. Akaashi told them to never bother you again, he was the cause of it all and he would do anything to regain your forgiveness.
Akaashi would never beg, but he urged you on multiple occasions to hear him out and possibly explain what he wanted. Why he thought he even had the right to ask that of you - just that fact alone flamed up your anger. He was being selfish and you wanted no part of his life anymore.Â
But there was also something⌠majorly different about Akaashi.
He was still quiet, still the ever mannered pretty setter of the volleyball team. People still fawned over his good looks and the quiet genius that he had. But there was something off about him these days, not that you could really explain it. His gaze lingered on you too long and he just so happened to be around you even outside of school hours.
There was one time you went out to eat with your friends on the weekend, going from vendor to vendor along the busy streets of Kichijoji. At some point, you felt the telltale pinpricks at the back of your neck, turning to see his familiar blue eyes staring back at you in the distance. You swore you saw Akaashi that day, but after not seeing it again for the rest of the night, you wondered if you were truly just going insane.
He never outright said the reason why it was over to other people, but at least most knew that Akaashi was at fault. But seeing him so earnestly pleading to have a part of your life again, it made many people sympathize with the setter. They had no idea what he had done wrong, but those ignorant students were so quick to jump on his side.
You tried your best to ignore him, your best friends having your back when it came to his advances. You were rarely ever alone, friends walking with you to and from class. Konoha was your one friendship from the volleyball team that was preserved and he had mentioned once that to even him, something felt off. And so he suddenly started sitting with your group during lunch.
To your knowledge, Akaashi was still pursuing Bokuto romantically as well. The two were often engaged in public displays of affection and so you were curious as to why and how the wing-spiker was okay with Akaashi so actively chasing you. There was something off about the two of them, they were a couple, but not in the traditional sense. They had yet to confirm their relationship publicly, but had no qualms about sharing a quick peck for everyone to see.
You remembered passing the both of them as you exited home, taking the main entrance this time. They were standing there, just waiting by the stairs. You watched as their eyes scanned the crowd quickly before they latched onto you, Bokutoâs owl-like eyes, which usually held a loud innocence, were scarily following you with each step. Akaashi was no better, his blue-eyes that always mystified you, for some reason brought an uncomfortable crawl up your spine.
You only let out a breath when you turned the corner, neither volleyball member able to see you from this distance anymore. But when Bokuto turned the same corner, you felt your pace suddenly hesitate. Akaashi was nowhere to be found, the wing-spiker hot on your trail as you took out your phone. You called the first person you thought of.
âHey, (L/N)! Whatâs up?â Konohaâs voice rang through the other end.
âHey!â You hesitated, not wanting to give anything away as Bokutoâs presence loomed over you, âUm. Are you free?â
âYeah, but I actually took the train home already.â
âNo worries, Iâll go to you!â You urged.
Konoha hesitated, before asking. âIs something wrong? I can tell from your voice somethingâs off.â
âUm, how about we talk about it over dinner instead?â
âSure. Where are you now?â
âIâm still by the school.â
âAh, okay. Go back to the gates where the teachers are, Iâll go to you.â
âThank you so much!!â You exclaimed, immediately turning around as the phone call ended.
Bokuto was right behind you.
âHi, (L/N).â
âBokuto-san.â You greeted, unsure why the upward drag of his gaze was lighting up every nerve in your body.Â
All the signs in your head were screaming danger!
âWas that Konoha?â
âI donât see how that concerns you.â You bit out.
âNot yet, at least.â
You swallowed in fear before angling your head proudly, âStay away from me.â
Bokuto put a hand on your shoulder, âI know youâre mad at me and Akaashi, but we never meant to hurt you.â
You shook out of his grasp easily, saying nothing to him as you passed. When you returned to the school grounds, Akaashi was still standing where you last saw him. You rushed over to the teacher waiting by the schoolgate, your heart leaping up again when Bokuto turned the corner back to where you were and waited, eyes still trained on you. You busied yourself with your phone, texting your friends and scrolling through social media in the meantime.
It was only when Konoha showed up, this time in casual attire, did you feel like you could breath. Their eyes stayed trained on you and you swore you heard Bokuto snarl when Konoha laid a lazy arm over your shoulders.
You explained it all to Konoha, how the two were freaking you the fuck out these past few days. They kept you on edge, not in the way that should have made you mad for their relationship. But rather like they were too focusing too intently on you to be considered normal, especially with the given circumstances. If Akaashi was truly begging for forgiveness, you would have thrown hands with him long ago. But now, it felt like he was truly stalking you, his eyes following you at every open opportunity.
Konoha listened to your worries and genuinely tried to alleviate your stress. He moved to sit next to you instead of across, hugging you to his body and saying he would do his best to make sure you were okay on school grounds. You didnât cry, just leaning a head on his shoulder as he caressed lazy circles on your back.
He walked you home that night, your hands held together and a genuine smile on your face.
And true to his word, the next day, Konoha was outside your classroom door after lunch. He even beat Akaashi to it, the setterâs annoyance obvious on his face as he watched you take Konohaâs hand.
Your best friend commended his tenacity, âKonoha is the only one with rights in this house.â
You laughed eagerly then, happy to finally have a feeling of normality setting in again. And for a while, the one who broke your heart was pushed to the side. You had more real problems at the forefront, his blue-eyes were the least of your worries when you had exams and homework due in the next couple of days.Â
Akaashiâs quiet gaze and Bokutoâs bold eyes were far from you now - your friends were by your side.Â
Or at least, thatâs what you thought.
Konoha made sure to walk you home whenever he could. And, as per usual, he was waiting at the gate until he saw you safely enter the abode. Only then did he walk away, heading in the opposite direction toward his own family home.Â
You meandered through the kitchen, grabbing an after-school snack and blasting music in one ear as you walked up to your room. Shaking off your backpack, which hung on one-shoulder to begin with, you threw it onto your bed before taking out some of your books. You wanted a jump-start on this homework and you knew that if you mentally wandered off now, there was no doing it at all.
You dragged the textbook out and plopped it on your desk, notebook following as you sat down and mentally prepared yourself. The last few lessons in chemistry were confusing, but not impossible. With the right amount of concentration, it would be done easily with time to spare for a nap within the hour.
Leaning down and angling your head down towards the table, your focus was completely on the task at hand.
You werenât expecting a completely separate hand to slam the textbook close and latch a firm grip around your neck.
âFinally, weâre alone.â
You struggled against his hold, the striking blue-eyes that you got to know over the past year now reflecting back at you. Akaashi had your neck between his fingers, the usually docile setter lifting you to your tippy-toes. Panic set in just as quickly as you were losing your strength, air circulation cutting off as your ex-boyfriend assaulted your person.
Trying your best to push him off, you punched at both his chest and the arm holding you, but he deflected it easily and simply continued to watch you fail to heave in air in his fist. Only when you felt your eyes rolling backward, barely on the brink of consciousness, did he drop you to the ground.
âIâm sorry, my love.â Akaashi stated, affectionate pet-name a complete contrast to his monotone voice. This was nothing like the boyfriend you had for the past year. His loving eyes screamed of danger and you wanted nothing more than to leave immediately.
You were down on your hands and knees, gasping in air in both shock and disbelief. Had Akaashi really choked you within the safety of your own home? You rubbed at your neck, as if the action would help you fill back-up your lungs.Â
You had to get out of here, now.
Glancing over to your door, Akaashi immediately entered your line of sight and kicked you in the abdomen.
âNow how is that fair?â Akaashi asked, âI went through all this trouble to make sure we would have this moment alone.â
You heaved out, âWhy are you doing this?â
âYou werenât willing to listen to me back at school.â Akaashi spat out, as if this was your fault. âAnd I couldnât wait any longer - who knows how far that bastard Konoha would have gone if I waited?â
Desperate to put any distance between you and this monster, you crawled back toward your bed, only for Akaashi to close it with paces of his own.
âShut up.â You boldly stated, struggling to stand but doing so anyway. âYou are the one who ruined everything.â
âBaby, I said Iâm sorry a hundred times and Iâll do it again if I have to.â Akaashi whined before his face took on a darker look, âWhy donât you understand? What do I have to do to make you understand?â
Not wanting to take another kick to the middle or worse, you tried to talk it out before you could think of a plan to escape. âUnderstand what?â
âUnderstand how much I love you.â
You reaction was instantaneous, not even your dumb fuck mind could read the danger in the room.
âWhat a fucking lie.â Akaashi recoiled, ready to challenge you before you continued. âYou donât cheat on the people you love! And you donât physically hurt them and break into the homes your victims!â
âYes, I do.â
âAre you fucking phsychotic?!â You yelled back.
Mental reminder: donât yell that at someone who is clearly off their rockers.
Akaashi laughed loudly, at what exactly, you were not sure. But it was not the right question since it elicited that type of response. He just cracked a half-broken smile, one that felt wrong and yet genuine.
âGet out of my house!â
The look he shot you back - a quirked brow and a small smirk, none of which was the usually calm Akaashi you were used to - basically told you how dumb your statement was.
Instead you asked, âWhy are you doing this?â
âTo claim the one I love.â He guestered out to you, out-stretching a hand for you to take.
There were two options here: take the hand and get sucked into the immediate space with him. Or donât take it and risk losing a fight with the nationally-competing athlete in a matter of seconds. Or worse, anger him to the point of extreme violence like before.
There was no convincing yourself this was normal, your shaky hand hesitantly reaching out to Akaashiâs open palm. He smiled gently at you, almost slipping on the usual mask of the perfect boyfriend that you had originally fallen for. But when he tightly gripped your hand and pulled you to him, you knew that was all a farce for this much more violent persona.
âI knew you would understand. Weâre meant to be together, I know it.â He murmured against your ear, holding you at the waist against his body. You almost verbally gagged at the thought of him grinding against you, but if you wanted out of his house you would have to take the first opening you got. You had to play it smart.
Akaashi leaned down to kiss you and not even your survival instincts were enough to hide your true feelings. He must not have liked what he was seeing, since he forcibly grabbed at your chin to angle up towards you. You pulled at the feeling, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck to get him to think you were playing into it.
His eyes fluttered closed, relishing in the feel of you steadying yourself, of you giving, against his body.
And you kneed him in the groin as hard as you could.
Akaashi doubled over immediately and his grasp on you crumbled. You took the chance and ran out the door, slamming it behind you as you ran down the hallway and towards the stairs. The danger looming behind you was extraordinary, the loud scream of anger coming from the setter was enough indication that he was hot on your heels.
You scrambled toward your front door, throwing it open and screaming out into the neighborhood for anyone in the near vicinity to help. There was a woman walking her dog and another person on their phone and you pleaded with them with rabid yells for their attention.
But before they even tried to help you, a hand clasped over your mouth and dragged you back into the house.
This person, you could not fight off, his strength more than even you and Akaashi combined. Bokuto pulled you back into your living room, tossing you on the ground with no regard to how much power was behind his movements.Â
That was when you realized how much they truly planned this out. You always felt their eyes on you for a reason - they were memorizing your schedule.Â
From the route you took home, to when you had off-days, to the one time in weeks that both your parents would not be home tonight - Akaashi and Bokuto had planned it all.
And now you were trapped in your own home with two violent volleyball members.
Bokuto looked at you expectedly while Akaashi trudged down your banister, his gaze harsh and predatory as it scanned your figure on the ground. You were sandwiched between the two, nowhere to run and if you were to scream, then the wing-spiker would just hold you down like before or worse, the setter would choke you until you had no voice.
âLet me go.â You stated, voice promulgating the silent air.
Bokuto crossed his arms and walked to your kitchen, expression on his face stating that he wasnât willing to listen to you beg. His presence alone was a silent warning, run and he will catch you.Â
You backed away from Akaashi but he rushed forward to grab you by the hair, pulling you to a standing position and forcing your lips together. The force was bruising, not at all romantic or gentle like you had done so in the past. He was nipping harshly, surely swollen lips under his teeth as he continued to assault your person.Â
âYou are mine, forever.â He muttered against your lips, locking in your future least you face the consequences of disobeying.
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Come checkout some of the other endingâs for the Cheater!Akaashi scenario:
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